The abused can speak
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Curiosity had brought her here, to the edges of the pack that Phoenix Valley was fated to join with soon, headed by this pack's current Alphess who had been at the meeting and the newcomer Jefferson had named as his successor. The multi colored Arctic hybrid female had resisted the draw of the curiosity at first, wanting nothing to do with this strange neighboring pack that was the face of such change to her second home but as the hours had passed by and her mind had ticked over and over and eventually her incessant curiosity had overcome her and she had run most of the 60 miles between the two packs, taking just over three hours to reach her present location.

Jace had no knowledge of Dahlia de Mai's bloody tortured history, of Haku Soul or the wars with the coyote clan Inferni and thus no idea why they would want to join with a different pack to shed themselves of their name and resume a new identity free of blood and ghosts. The female scouted around the borderlines, seeking out a source of water to drink from before quenching her thirst in a small stream. From there she hunted a rabbit from its hole and devoured the small mammal, only then did she deem herself suitably revived to do any serious detective work.

The female shifted into her optime form, her braided brown and white hair being jerked about by the small breeze, her coal black muzzle raising to the sky to test the air for any familiar scents, a habit ingrained into her behavior despite the fact that she knew she would find no one she was friendly with here. The woman resumed her almost stalking of just beyond the Dahlia de Mai borders, afterall she didn't want to be accused of trespassing


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