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The howl of a stranger sounded at the border, interrupting her meal. Not that she minded in truth, she liked how lively Abaven was becoming under her and Rhyme’s care. Alliances where being build, training sessions where a common enough occurrence. They were building Abaven back into something, and she loved every moment of it.

She carried the rabbit with her, only partly chewed on, and deposited it in the kill pile. She could come back for it later or catch something new if another bet her to it. It was only a short detour, and she was bounding towards the border in moments. Her feather tickled against her ear, and her long legs carried her with a grace that was surprising in a wolf as large as she.

She fell into an easy stroll as she approached, and stopped at the border of her pack to greet the lovely fawn wolf who waited for her there. The orange tipped coats and occasional ruffle of lighter tones through her coat was nothing like that of a Destruction. Perhaps a part of her still hoped that more members of her family would hear of Abaven’s revival and come to her borders. No matter. She offered the stranger a pleasant smile. “I’m Shaye Destruction, the leader of Abaven. What can I do for you?”