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When the howl had sounded, it did not come much to a surprise to Lena as it did with the rest of the pack. Instead, her tail wagged somberly behind her, and she padded towards the borders, somewhat in a rush but also taking her time, in a way. She was more aware with every paw step she took, knowing that it'd perhaps be a long time before she would be here again. Some form of sadness struck her, but she did not allow herself to pause in her step.
Other pack members had appeared before her, but she did not sense their tension or their slight bitterness--she was awfully unaware of their true emotions to Jiva's and Palaydrian's departure, and mistook their distance as grief. A sad but hopeful smile came across her face as she approached closer to the small group, and her lingering prescene, as well as the sign that she was in her two-legged form, showed that she was not here to say goodbye herself. She was not sure how others would react to her own leaving, but she did not think that they would react poorly, at least.
She had nothing to say as she stood nearby, just merely "staring" off into the distance and listening the mournful howls of her pack mates and her alpha.
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