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*Storm* · (This post was last modified: 12-08-2016, 01:18 PM by Storm.)

Her window of herb collecting had closed and she had much more time to do whatever she needed to do. The pack was quiet and no one that she was aware of needed the attention of the silver healer. So she had taken to wandering, looking for something to occupy her time. She could have just went back to her warm den and took a nap, but she fears she would be needed and no one would be able to find her. This pack had been nice to thrive in, but she had really expected a little more interactions with other pack members. Bass and Quake had really been the only two she had the pleasure to talk to one on one. It made the women miss her family more and more. Though she was no longer labeled as a loner, she still felt like she was at times. Maybe it was just bad timing? It was winter now and maybe the rest of the pack was more quiet because of the cold. Sighing lightly the silver women trekked forward through the snow.

A howl not far off made her stop in her tracks, pausing to listen to the howl. A member was calling for a spar and where there was a spar there could be injuries to attend to. Wagging her tail lightly the healer turned her body and trotted in the direction of the howl. Ears pointed forward taking in the rather quiet day. She slowed down once she felt she was close, the scent of the other women strong enough to tell her she was at the spot. She then took a seat to wait and hear if any opponents would arrive for the spar to get started.

"Talk" "Jack" Think

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