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*Motif* · 07-09-2020, 04:21 PM

She didn’t normally venture so far North, and she wasn’t really sure what drew her that way today. Exploring didn’t hold the appeal it once had, not now she knew the dangers that lay beyond pack borders. The kidnapping had left a lasting impact on the now-timid girl. Perhaps it was the bright, welcoming smile of Ocean. She wanted to see her friend again. Wasn’t that worth risking a little exploring?

She didn’t want to go too near Winterfell lands, she knew things were still tense between her sister pack and Acere’s. So how was she going to find Ocean? She skirted far past the lands of the Northern pack, and found herself near the base of a mountain. She looked up at the towering peaks, and dreamed of the vantage point of going up there. How many birds roosted in its nooks and crannies? How many feathers could she gather to add to her late-mothers collection.

Her longing looks continued, until she caught sight of a wolf descending. The young girl froze, quick little breaths catching in her throat as she watched the tawny wolf. Had Motif been seen? Perhaps she could slip away before this wolf had any chance of knowing she had been here...

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