(--) Gonna try to keep this going. x: Since they find the camp, is important!
Draugr is by me!
The dusky-furred hybrid's ears swept forward to catch the words of the mottled canine. She listened, nodding -- this made perfect sense to her, and she was glad there was logical reasoning behind her hunch. Dra could not say whether it was this reason which made her think the attackers remained in the same place: all the same, it was good to have someone speaking to reinforce her. The silvery tip of her tail gave a grateful wag and went still again.
She tried to keep herself closer to Foxglove than the two coyotes; though she did not know the Salsolian so well as some, it was better than the coyotes. The smallest one intimidated her, somehow -- perhaps it was her smallness of size. Mama Siv had accustomed her to a larger sort of canine, to be sure. She listened and nodded her agreement with their ideas about water, but was quiet for a moment.
There are many streams in these woods. She hadn't spent much time outside of Salsola, but she had passed through this stretch of the territory on her journey toward Halifax. Which is the largest? Let's find it and follow it, she suggested. There seemed to be many attackers, and a camp with quite so many would need a large water source, she thought.
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