Again? Really?

A thick layer of fog clung tight to the ground as the day broke, the sun just barely began to creep over the horizon. Its ascent made a brilliant cascade of pastel pink and orange spread across the morning sky, just beginning to overtake the darkness. The fog only made the sky all the more muted, leaving the world in a hazy, dreamlike state. Caelia was barely even awake herself as she drifted across the moor, slowly shaking sleep from her form. Her jaws parted in a wide yawn as she neared Valhalla's borders, intending to get an early start on her morning patrols. She preferred to be out and about before most of the pack was awake; the quiet was as refreshing as it was therapeutic. Though she liked to keep busy, often she found herself distracted by the presence of the others. Her thoughts were more easily understood when she was alone and things were quiet.

Though it seemed her hopes of a quiet morning were suddenly dashed in the blink of an eye. One moment she was sleepily wandering, nose low to the ground as she sniffed out any scents that were out of the ordinary. Intruder, he sleepy brain suddenly echoed at her, before she even registered what the scent belonged to. A bear. At least it wasn't another goddamn lion was prowling around their borders. Her sleepiness dissipated even more quickly than the early morning fog as the sun rose higher, adrenaline kicking her into high alert as she followed the scent. Taking on a bear by herself was foolish though, though maybe with the help of someone else she could run the predator off without waking up the whole pack. Carefully she let out a very quiet howl, short and succinct, meant only to alert anyone who might be directly nearby.