Terra had been skirting around the pack borders today. She'd made a game of it, darting back and forth over the line. Occasionally she danced further in, pretending to be a trespasser as she wove amongst the trees and the paths she'd built. Then she'd run full out, past the border to where the territory was almost out of sight. Again and again she danced at the border's edge, eyes laughing as her scent intermingled with all the others there. Her scent wasn't a clear mark, claiming the area as the others did, but it did show she belonged.
Reaching the last bend before hitting the rocky cliffs Terra slowed down, panting a little. She stretched out, shaking the snow that had settled out of her fur. That was the one downside to her game. It had her covered in muck and snow from all the places she'd rubbed against. Well, it didn't particularly matter to her. Terra didn't care much about her appearance beyond making sure that she was clean enough to avoid pests. Looking like a ragged wanderer Terra licked her shoulder briefly before scenting another canine. Trotting over curiously she came across a red wolf. Hello. Her tail wagged hopefully.
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