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ooc: For the sake of the timeline, Late Afternoon during the first day of the Family's arrival.

By the afternoon, she had not grown tired of walking, but certainly exhausted from dragging her possessions along since day break. As a Family they had agreed on this move, for it gave them a clean slate to start again; a new home to call their own. But first the trial of getting there needed to be overcome and with each straining step, dragging the pull by her teeth behind her, she reminded herself of this so as not to lose motivation. Wandering the lands without the weight of possession was one thing, but carrying the remnants of a life once had was something different all together. It would have been simpler to allow the children's bison to carry the heavy load for her, freeing her up for a more expedient travel with an opportunity to explore the land. But her ego would not allow for the help of the load bearing creature even if it was the more rational decision. She would take pride in moving her works by her own strength even if her muscles were sure to damn her once she had had a moment to stop and rest.

To stop before their destination was reached was a decision she would surely regret once her muscles had had a chance to relax, but she couldn't resist the urge none the less especially as her ears caught the trickle of water nearby. It was the only motivation she needed to abruptly drop the pull and stretch out her jaws insuring they would not grow numb from the extensive chore. Sounding her break with a short howl, she departed from the travelling band to the water course, taking care to remain vigilant on these ground still unknown.

As the fine trickle of water became more pronounced, so did a scent carried on the wind. Her ears perked curiously, noting with some comfort that it was wolf in nature but coupled with something other. Perhaps prey... a companion? As there were no sounds of a struggle from what she could here, she could assume either or til her eyes were made aware of the truth. Silently, she crept closer forfeiting her want to drink to instead appease this growing curiosity. And how fortunate that she would not have to wonder long before her eyes beheld a curled form by the water's edge. Smoothly she halted and called out to the small wolf.

"Young one... are you alright?"





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