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backdated the 7th :] wc: 207
Skye had been scenting a strange scent around lately - it was most prominent around Valinta and her house, and she couldn't pinpoint what it was. It scented of the same smell as Dawali - corn husks and wheat and horses. AniWaya. And it also smelled of foreign wolf.
There was a trespasser.
Skye had been preoccupied with the pack drama that had occured overnight...literally...and hadn't had time to deal with whoever was lurking around on their grounds unannounced and without permission from the leaders. It was an AniWayan, she knew that much, and that he was male. That was about it. She didn't know anything else about the mysterious lawbreaker, and she was determined to find out who was lolloping around their grounds. It had been neutral ground before, but now it was not - the scent markers and borders were enough to tell that someone that this was their ground. Not his.
She hadn't had a chance to ask Valinta yet, but she would. She followed the scent trail of the AniWayan stranger through the forest of the Cercatori d'Arte lands, determined to find out who it was. Her dagger was in her hand, long and sharp and ready to defend.