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The Alpha moved through the festival participates, head sniffing the air in curiosity, catching a whiff of wolves from all walks in life. Her own children where at home, tucked into bed on the chilled winter night. She would have loved to drag them all to this, but they had been exhausted by the time she had caught wind of what was going on.
Perhaps next time, if such a thing ever happened again.

She made her way to the lake, seeing the fishing contestants at its shores. With the river that ran through her pack lands, Shaye had become rather adept at fishing. She would definitely be giving this one a go.

She saw the male wolf so far alone, and took a seat beside him. A sniff of the air told her that he belonged to Winterfell, and she offered him a friendly smile. ‘Your one of Aceres Squires?” she would venture a guess. He didn’t give off the vibe of a healer, but she supposed he could have been a hunter. Regardless, with a friendly grin she ducked closer to the surface, and snapped her jaws at the water in an attempt to snag a fish.