a little lesson

Makara was growing antsy. She hadn't left Armada territory recently and it was beginning to wear on her. Keeping busy on patrols was one thing, but it was sort of... mindless work. Trotting down the same path every other Armada wolf had gone down before. In fact, the "new" lands had begun to slowly lose their shine. Mak felt like she knew where most everything was, had sussed out all of the interesting bits and examined them enough until they lost their shine, and now everything simply had the lived-in aura of "home." There were, however, some very new things pitter pattering about - Sirius and Zee's latest litter. Mak couldn't quite think of them as aunts and uncles, little as they were, but perhaps she'd break up the monotony of her own day by extending an invitation to the puppies. She let out a cheery call to see if any of them might answer.