The traveling so far she was finding was not to her taste, but if she was honest there was no way she would get back to the clan now. They constantly moved and the time it would take to get back to them, where she had last known them to be may mean they are long gone from here. So this meant she was left to wander into new territories. Sticking to more colder climates for the sake of herself and her companion. The bloodlines in her gave her a thick coat and her companion was the same. They had only recently entered the lands of Ardent and had vary little interactions here in the North. Both didn't mind though, but they were also not liking the lack of structure and leadership to fallow since being a loner. Her whole life had been fallowing orders and without that and a family or pack structure she was at loss of what to so. Maybe she should seek out some packs and find one to join? Though the thought of seeking out a pack just wasn't her thing. She wasn't going to dwell on such thoughts now, with winter approaching her and Boris would have to find shelter, food sources, and water so that they can survive the winter.
Today the larger women was on the hunt and her snowy companion wasn't far behind. Together they would find a suitable place to lay low the winter, then in the spring they would work out finding a pack. The traveled down to a more wooded area, one that they thought would be suitable for northern prey to survive the winter, but before they could enter the territory, Iolanta stopped dead in her tracks with her nose to the ground. She sniffed the newly laid markers and her nose wrinkled in disgust, silver eyes narrowing. What is a pack doing in the north and of course they had to claim one of the better Northern territories. She snorted lifting her head and looking around with her silver gaze. The Snow leopard came up to her right side his tail twitching as both mulled over what to do. With no one nearby wouldn't it be easy to slip in the borders without being noticed?
The larger women snorted again and turned towards her left tracking along side the border markers as her eyes looked around. She thought they were alone until her eyes landed on the form not to far in the borders, lounging around. She flicked her tail sharply to the left, signaling her companion to hang back and take cover for now, not sure how this pack was towards companions. She took a moment to form words figuring the male wouldn't know Russian.
"You there!!" she called out, voice booming through the quiet of the North. "What is dis? You tell me."
Her voice was neutral, but she spoke loud so that the other would hear her. Her Russian accent thick with each word.
"Talk", 'Think", & "Boris"
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