Bitter News

The silver woman had been down on the beach when the howl went up, poised to strike on a coastal fish as her ears flicked to take in the news. She would have to leave fishing for another time it would seem, her sudden turn sending silver flashes skittering beneath the waves for meters around her, the angry cawing of seagulls overhead resulting in a smirk from the wolf. The scavengers would survive with, or without her scraps, but there were more pressing matters to tend to.

Of the gathered wolves, she recognised Hanako after Sirius and Tamsyn, their little foray into honey hunting still fresh in her mind. She positioned herself next to the vibrant wolf, her own soggy monochrome tones only enhancing the others brightness. Not stopping to think that others might not be so touchy-feely as the Archer clan, she bumped her shoulder to the other woman’s and offered her a small smile. If they had to split up, she at least hoped to be paired with a familiar face, but she wouldn’t add her voice to those already questioning. The leader would know she was there without her needing to announce herself.

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