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She'll probably try and offer her "spiritual insight" in exchange for something. :> +3
Suffice to say, Siv had kept her eyes and ears open when it came to this secretive place that the girl on horseback had not given her the name of. She was curious; oh more than that, she was downright intrigued. Secrets were something she saw power in. Hiding an identity was another. It would do her no good to flaunt what she had done here, nor to admit to anything beyond what her skills were—simple things, most of them, but others well crafted, well versed.
So the idea of bringing more than simply her own body to this assumed society along the coast was invented. Siv and her daughter would be a burden during the winter, especially while her body required more food and more rest to keep up with the swift-growing puppy. She had stayed heavy while nursing and the fat remained, but this too, was leaving her. More would be needed to make it through winter.
The trails she took were largely chosen at random, following the various scents of those who had gone before. She veered widely of the coyotes upon seeing their borders, not wishing to test the skulls that warned of their aggression. She turned sharply north and jogged away, turning east when the mountain slowly began to rise. What she found on these borders was…strange. Stones and flowers. The she-wolf frowned, unsure of such a sign, and scented at the air. Many wolves, many more strange animals—they were more civilized than she expected for such an area.
So she shifted to her Optime form, and while clad in nothing but her fur and the leather headband, carried herself well. The extra weight of her not-long passed pregnancy clung to her body still, though she was a large beast regardless. Without announcing herself, she began to trail the well-marked borders in the hopes that someone would find her.