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[Colibri Haki]

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<3 I was actually hoping you might come along! WC: 383 lost into the weight of gravity The warm sunshine made her a little drowsy, and she settled her chin down on her paws, inhaling the aromatic air. Late spring was rife with flowers and pollen, a season ideal for gardening. That was a hobby she had not had the luxury to dabble in for well over a year, and perhaps now that everyone was claiming homes and settling down, she could try her hand at it once more. It made her momentarily sad to think on the beautiful orchards of Crimson Dreams -- now that the pack had disbanded, would their gardens be lost forever? It might be worth a trip back to the southern territory, to try and carry back a few seedlings and perennials and root them here... A friendly voice pulled her from her reverie, snapping her head up to see who was approaching. "Ah... Niernan! H-hello...!" she called her stammered response, a touch surprised by his arrival to the hills. She had not traveled that far from their camp, so meeting one of the Stormbringer clan should not have been such an unforeseeable encounter. Coli perked her ears forward with interest, listening for the telltale rustle of grass that would denote his animal companion. She remembered that he had a strong bond with his cat sidekick, much like her friend Alder did with his horse partner Hawthorn. She didn't know anything about cats, really, but they were far less scary than giant horses and therefore preferable. "Is your little friend off hunting?" she asked with a faint smile as he trotted nearer, rising to her own paws and shaking the grass from her pelt. She felt her usual twinge of insecurity as she measured up to his size -- she was thin and small, ragged fur a dull brown in the sunlight, stub of a tail peeking awkwardly from behind her haunches. It was rare that she took this form anymore; she cut a very shabby figure. Niernan was no threat to her, and she need not be afraid of him driving her away, though old habits die hard. He might not be the largest wolf in their camp, but he was still easily heavier and taller than Colibri, and she found herself subtly ducking her head in submission to the black and tan male.

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