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She had run out of her white powder, the one thing that had been able to keep her going through her sleepless nights and drowsy days. Naniko could run the pack without it and function without it, but she didn't want to unless she had to. She missed the feeling that she got whenever she was on the stuff; happy. Without it, pack duties and day to day member issues weighed her down harshly. She was able to manage the pack and get things done...but she was almost a different wolf. Irritable, easy to anger or snap at someone.
What she wouldn't do for something to make her feel better. She was able to care less about missing cocaine through the use of marijuana that grew naturally throughout 'Souls, but it didn't give her the same amazing high. It did get her somewhere and she enjoyed smoking it...but the feeling was different. It was better than nothing, though, so she took advantage of it when she could get her hands on some of it. Her travels had led her to the city; there were a few plants along the outskirts of the town that she had wanted to check. Soon they'd be ready.
Naniko was just turning back to head toward Anathema when she noticed the sun, though. Time had passed more quickly than she had anticipated, and the day's travels had made her weary. With a quick pivot she headed in the opposite direction, Halifax's cracked streets stretching out invitingly before her. She'd spent the night in the city often enough to not be afraid of it any longer. There were canines everywhere, and she had rarely encountered them in the city in the past.
The female wore nothing on this day to protect her from the elements, a weapons-belt being the only thing strapped around her tall figure. It didn't look like she would be needing any protection from the rain on this night. A few stars were twinkling brightly above as she walked, a couple of small clouds near the horizon line being the only sign of precipitation overhead. It would be a nice, relatively cool night. Her long, white braid hung behind her as she walked on two feet, claws clicking on the pavement.
There was no detectable movement in the city on this night besides the swaying of the wind through the decaying landscape. That wind brought a familiar scent to her nostrils, one that made her turn her head in the direction from which it originated. Crimson Dreams. Was Ehno here in the city? Hoping to remain undercover for now but sticking out like a sore thumb due to her pale pelt, the ghostly luperci stalked down the street that the scent indicated.
There was some kind of a structure up ahead that smelled very much like the Dreams pack, and she neared it slowly. A flickering light through a few cracks confirmed her thoughts. Someone was indeed inside. There didn't seem to be any windows on the place, and she listened outside for a few moments, pressing her ear up to the door. She was getting up to go around to the other side of the building when she thought heard something, though, something very nearby. Naniko jumped a bit, startled, her foot knocking against the door in her haste to get a little farther away from the structure and hide.
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