I'll Give You Something To Believe In [claiming]

She wouldn't have heard the call had she been in Abaven's lands, and it was certainly a call she had not expected to hear. It was young Raba, and she was claiming herself a pack. A wide grin split her features, and she broke into a run - the young woman was in the North, and she would definitely be there to greet her. She deserved it, Vali believed, and Vali would be there to support her.

It was that thought that made the woman pause - wait. Would she? The thought had come so casually, so naturally, that it took her a minute to even realize what she thought. To be there to support Karabela, that would involve leaving Abaven. That thought didn't scare her or upset her as much as she thought it would, and that too made her pause mentally. Did she want to leave Abaven? Did she want to leave Bass? Then again, the man who was her childhood friend and the tired, weary man now were two very different wolves. She did not recognize him anymore, and did not see a use for herself in Abaven. She kept wandering away, finding herself back into the habits of a loner and travelling, sleeping outside pack territory and generally living like a loner. Perhaps this would better suit her.

She wuoldn't abandon Bass, though. No - and she'd not abandon Abaven, either. She'd make sure someone was there wiith sufficient healing training in wounds and whatnot that they could take care of the pack, and would be willingt o work with them after she left to ensure it. She'd ask Bass, too. But first - she would be there for Karabela.

It didn't take much longer to arrive at the speed she was going, and she skidded to a stop, her breath fast heaving in her chest. Tongue flopping out of her mouth, and pride shining in her eyes, she dipped her head to Karabela - who may or may not be her future alpha.