oHai :] Naniko is in Optime form.
It had been over a week since the female had given birth to her litter, and she was beginning to get back on her feet. They were too young to leave for long periods of time, but on this morning she had left them with her sister Pontiac so that she could take a quick run around the borders. It felt good to be doing her duties once more, even one as monotonous as checking each section of the border for intruders. Had she...missed running the border? Perhaps. The leader continued her trek, quickening her pace slightly.
The scent of another canine reached her nostrils, making the Angela take pause. She turned toward it and began heading that direction instead. Naniko stopped when she reached the area in which the scent was the strongest, clearing her throat as she looked about for the wanderer. "I can smell that you are nearby, Stranger. Show yourself and state your reason for coming to my borders." She called. They'd had some instances of violence at the border before, and she kept one hand trained on the poison-tipped dagger that rested in its sheath in her weapons belt as she continued to look around.
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