The strength of the pack

Shooting across the territory, feeling almost late as usual, Cael was pretty sure her heart was about to pound right out of her chest. WAY too much of her time was being spent on her adventures these days. That was good, because she was finally starting to get past that bitterness she'd developed after her parents died that led her to make stupid choices and earn those lovely scars that stretched across one side of her face. The bad part was she often found herself sore, tired, and on the other side of the territory when a meeting was called. Oh well. Admittedly, Cael loved to feel that burn in her tired muscles as she pushed them further than she thought she was able to.

Racing onto the scene, she slowed to a quick trot, bouncing through the group and group with a wide smile on her face. Spotting Corvus and Rhea, she sought to give Covus a quick tap on the shoulder from behind before darting around the other side of him and going to sit by Rhea, sitting her ass down unceremoniously. To the yearling's question she'd shrug and shake her head. "Noope, not a one. Can't say I'm the one to ask though, too many other places to be, things to see, outsiders to hang out with, important business to attend to," she drawled, an impish look in her eye serving to communicate how happy she was to do these many 'important' things. Rhea gave her a look that Cael couldn't really figure out so she just shrugged it off and give the other girl a friendly bump of the shoulder. "Maybe you should come with me sometime. I'd enjoy having more friends along with me."