Alarm alarm alarm

She’d run across the fresh border that morning, further south—it had, in fact, surprised her, and she’d had to skirt the lands she would normally have passed through to enjoy a stroll off to herself. She’d planned to take them someday, but now…

She crossed the southern edge of the Moorland wall when she heard Justice’s brusque howl, and her path veered sharply. This wasn’t a call to chat about the weather, judging by the woman’s tone. She bujrst from the mist and slowed, head swiveling as she scanned quickly ]for anything amiss.

From the looks of it – bent grass still rising from paw-prints – Justice ad come from beyond the wall, and a glance at the older woman’s face showed her the concern.

“You smelled them, too?” Little mystery as to who she meant as she glanced to the east, a frown puckering her brow. Valhalla was too far to have heard the claiming of the fallen Kesali—this was unexpected. The pack’s numbers weren’t massive, but still—Valhalla wasn’t massive, either. Would this be a good neighbor, or a nightmare that they would end up warring against?

She lapsed into quick mental calculations—currently, if they had to fend off a raid or a siege… they were at a disadvantage. Silently, she cursed the lack of a well-formed Shadow Circle. Scouts that knew how to remain unseen were precisely what they needed in this situation.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think