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Audra traveled rather frequently. Now that she wasn't necessarily tied down by anyone, she was free to scout the territories. If she were to come across anything, it would end up being valuable information for Artorias. So after she dropped Thorn back off at the castle, the petite fae grabbed her faithful eye-seeing companion, Mack the bobcat, and started their journey toward southern Boreas. Across the land bridge, through the fjord, and into the gulley, Audra made her way toward Buffalo Knolls. There was word that a newer pack had taken residence there and they were all about farming, craftsmanship, and trading. This interested the femme as she ensured her medical pack was secured tightly to her shoulders.

Fog began to surround them when she could have sworn this area didn't have any. Weren't they supposed to have traveled through some hills? Why was it looking forested and swampy? Her brow furrows as she glances at Mack. "Are you sure we're going in the right direction?" Audra asks softly as they pause near some gnarled trees. The feline scents the air as his own brow furrows and his lips crease downward. "We must have taken a right instead of a left when the fog started," he responds in his typical gruff tones. A soft hum escapes her as she glances around. "If we begin to head west, we should reach the knolls on the other side of this forest," she adds before freezing midstep.

A scrambling noise causes both of their pelts to bristle. Mack flashes his purple crystal-coated fangs as a flash of a small creature runs past them. Audra blinks her one good eye a few times to make sure she understood what she saw. "Was that a pup?" She whispered to Mack as he nodded back to her. "I wonder if it's lost," her voice trails off as he gives a we don't need to get into trouble look. But what good would she be if she didn't go after those in need?

"H-hello! Y-you, pup! W-wait up!" Audra calls after the bleach-spotted pup as she picks up a quick trot. Mack trails behind her before taking to the trees himself. The bobcat would rather stay out of sight most of the time and only come out if she were in danger.

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