Following Curiosity

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It was with only a few more paces that she finally found what it was that had caught her attention, the scent that had drawn her upward along the river's bank. She practically had her nose right in by the time she stopped, realizing in the instant before she all but shoved her face into the plant that it had been the source of the potent smell. It was strange to her that it should create such a strong fragrance, and with the scent still within her nostrils she turned her head and scented the air again, wondering if there were any other such smells that might catch her notice in a similar manner, intrigued to know why it was that this little sprig of a thing in particular had grasped her notice above all the others.

Unfortunately for her, it was not the scent of another plant that then caused her ears to shift forward at attention. In actuality, it was no scent at all. It was a sound. A quick, eager yip, created not by her but by someone else. And a rather close by someone at that.

Before she could stop herself, the black and grey pup felt her nose curl with distaste, her expression a clear show of her sentiments toward company, especially after having taken to enjoying the quality alone time. It was such a nice change from being continually harassed by her brother; she hated to lose it so quickly. Rather than use the sound to guide her to its source, as she supposed the creator had intended, she lowered her head and made a motion to turn, intending to hide herself there in the thick grasses beside the river with whatever cover they could offer. But just as she had made the move, she had caught the scent, not only of an unknown wolf but of a sibling as well. Her sister.

Conflicted, Callisto remained rooted to the spot for a long moment, very strongly wishing to continue with her plan and simply disappear from view of those within her current chosen haunting ground. But knowing how much her sister doted on their father, and knowing him to return the sentiments, she would have hated to earn even a look of disappointment from the man, regardless of her own distance from him. With a low groan, she turned in place and wandered toward the scent, grateful to realize that the source in question was relatively close, and only stopped when she saw the white male pup standing before her sister. She could have very well wandered around him to stand at Circe's side, but instead chose to hold her own ground, mildly irritable expression focusing upon the male before ignoring him and addressing her sister behind him. "What are you doing here, Circe?"