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Integrating herself within Abaven wasn't something coming easily to her, but Thalia was trying. The winter seemed unending though which definitely hindered her progress. There wasn't much time for, well, getting to know the other wolves within Abaven when they were hyper-focused on survival. There were growing children to be fed and plenty of other duties to attend to. Scouting was what Thalia spent most of her time doing when she wasn't with Theory, though she hoped soon when the weather calmed she'd be able to take a short trip back home to report to Eligos how things had been going here. She had surprisingly little important news to note but she knew it'd take time to get used to living here and earning the trust of those around her - or, at the very least, making it so most didn't outright distrust her.

As she trekked slowly across the plains the scent of someone unfamiliar to her touched Thalia's nose. She hesitated at first; socializing was not an easy feat for her, but if she'd already been spotted, she worried it would seem rude if she turned around now. Continuing the way she'd came, eventually she saw Allegro out of the corner of her eye, and she gave him a nod once she attempted to catch his eye. "Good afternoon," she greeted him plainly. She wasn't sure what he was doing with the wood it seemed he was carrying but she had to admit she was curious.