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The urge to wander far and wide had never hit her all that much, especially not when one compared her to her brother and sister. Ehno and Ghita had both seen much more of the world than she had, but this had never bothered Savina aside from the fact that she missed her siblings when they were away. The times of being lost and scattered to the wind were over now though. Amazingly they had all found each other again here in Nova Scotia and she didn't think that any of them had any intentions to leave Crimson Dreams. The Marinos were the heart of the pack; their family had grown large and prosperous here, despite all odds.


Savina did her best to push her thoughts and worries for Denali away for the moment; she had become somewhat adept at that when she was faced with duties that required her to focus. They were always there though, hovering and simply waiting for the chance when they would consume her again. She wondered when she would ever know true peace again. Still, the smile crept back to her face as Sage graciously accepted her invitation. "You should come back to see it in the spring or summer, that's when it's beauty is at its height." The beach was still breathtaking now, but it did have a certain feel of cold and desolation during the months of winter.


The coyote girl looked to the sky and seemed to remember something before she uttered an exclamation and hurried back over to her horse. Savina's head cocked to the side and watched Sage curiously, wondering what it was that she was looking for. After a few moments the clan member walked back over with something clutched to her chest. The Italian listened to the words Sage had to say and then emerald eyes looked over the small painting that was present to her. "It's beautiful Sage! Did you paint this yourself?" she asked as her dark hands carefully took the peace offering. "I will find a place of honor for it in the Manor." Anu had brought back a similar token from AniWaya, perhaps they could display all their gifts from other packs in the same place. "I thank you sincerely for this gesture, but I suppose we both should be getting home now. You are welcome to come back and visit anytime you wish," the Consul offered with a genuinely warm smile.

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