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*Kirsi* · (This post was last modified: 12-01-2019, 07:04 PM by Kirsi.)

Kirsi had yet to branch out and meet the other wolves that resided within Winterfell. Admittedly much of her time had been spend with Song, perhaps for understandable reasons, but still.. integrating herself within the pack was vital.. even if it ended up taking a bit longer than she'd originally anticipated. That wasn't overly important. Most of her time in the pack thus far, when not spent with song, had been devoted to exploring the pine forest as well as the ship that lay to the northeast. An interesting choice of lands to claim, and this vast stretch of pine trees reminded her quite painfully of the days of her youth.

A quiet, hardly audible sigh fell from the blue-furred woman's lips as she veered carefully around one especially large pine tree. This one seemed especially old, its bark marred visibly from the passage of time. Something was quite admirable about the way it still persevered, and she spent a moment admiring it before continuing on, the tiny woman moving with grace across the terrain that was steadily growing more familiar to her, keeping a careful eye out as she went. One could never be too careful, after all, even surrounded by packmates - they were, after all, mostly still strangers to her.

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