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Aspen Wreckage

The mangrove, though vastly different than any of the areas she had been to before, was oddly quiet spar a few loud insects and a random crow overhead. Mostly, it was just the water running through the trees that made the most noise. It was calm, peaceful even, but to Aspen, it was simply deafening. Silence was one thing she did not enjoy on her travels; constantly moving in hopes of running into someone new, someone to talk to. She let out a sigh, thinking this place held strange beauty but nothing else. It was a shame, but to be expected. Most packs lived in more practical areas, but to Aspen, places like this are exactly the kind of place a pack would prosper; because no one would look at a mangrove like this and think there was an entire pack of wolves hiding among the trees.

Bored with her current area, Aspen pressed onward, moving about the grove as she had before, treading lightly as she kept an ear out for anything of interest. It had been some time since she last hunted, perhaps if she got lucky, she might even find an unfortunate hare or something to munch on. Arctic eyes surveyed the land as she moved, finding much of the same; trees, water, bushes, wolf- wait what? Eyes snapped back to her right, where she saw the familiar charcoal and silver hairs lining the shoulders of her kin. "Branch? I-Is that you?" She would call out softly, not quite believing her eyes as she took a step forward, then another, and another. But once she was certain, a loud squeal would erupt from her vocal cords, and her fine legs would make a mad dash across the grove towards her elder brother. "Big brother I missed you!" She would holler as she leaped into the air, aiming to fall flat onto her much larger sibling's shoulders.