To what do I owe the pleasure?

*Valdís* · (This post was last modified: 10-22-2018, 09:44 PM by Valdís.)

Valdís was doing her best to patrol in the brutally thick fog that covered the territory. She had been unable to sleep, plagued by strange nightmares and so she decided to start her day early. She had enough of the vulnerability of sleep. Valdís felt a light breeze ruffle her fur and she hoped that it would gain in strength and sweep the fog from their lands. It was hard enough to patrol with her sight hindered. Perhaps it was this limit to her sight that had her on edge but she swore she caught the faint traces of a worrisome scent. Bear? She couldn't be sure what kind or even how old it was. At first she decided to ignore it. Other creatures lived in the north and sometimes their territories would overlap.

When she caught the low sound of Enrico's call her fur stood on end. That was not the typical call to a meeting or anything casual. Her eyes narrowed. Something was out there. Valdís swiftly abandoned her patrol and headed back to answer Enrico's call. It didn't take her long to get back, she'd only barely begun to start. "Enrico," she called softly, "what is it?"

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