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Time to herself was a comfort the she-wolf could never grow tired of. Though she loved her Family and did everything within her power to keep them happy and secure, these treasured times of peace were what she longed for, as brief and fleeting as they were. So when there was downtime in her day to stretch her legs for another reason other than patrol or a hunt, she took it graciously however aimless her path may have been.
As always, she was lured to the river, eager to wet her parched tongue and lounge til duty called her from her reprieve. The scents of the valley were still strange to her, but the differentiation of flora and the Earthbound souls were easy enough to notice. She caught the faint scent of such a living being near the river but thought better than to seek it without caution. This was to be her moment of rest, not a possible lead into confrontation. However she would have done well to make herself known in the hopes this distant body would do the same, less the scent she caught was just a renmannt of its presence and the body had long since gone. Soundly she raised her voice in a short call then continued on toward the expansive river's edge.
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