Into the Night

Sedna’s ears turned towards the growl before flattening against her skull. She stepped over Otis protectively, lips beginning to peel back in a snarl before a familiar fog dampened scent came to her. Her tail began a small uncertain wave of its own accord. Well, she’d either be met in turn or terrify the poor guy, and the fresh scar over her eye that should have served as a reminder to her not to be careless so far from pack lands was forgotten.

She launched herself towards the dark shape, a playful growl in her throat as she tried to bury her face in the other wolfs dark chest, small greeting nips aiming at his shoulders as she tried to push back. If he attacked instead, if she had made a miscalculation, well she’d wear it. But this close and wrapped in the scent of family she didn’t even care. "Jude!" She sounded like a puppy again.

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