The constant traveling was something she didn't saw as bad, she could even say she was used to be nomadic. And it suited her. Traveling meant for her to be safe and avoid dangerous wolves to know where they were, moving would make them harder to track down right? With the anniversary of that faithful day was close and with that she could feel her scars hurt again. As if her nerves remembered still, the pain and the blood. She arrived to the meeting, her single good eye landing over her sisters, quietly taking a seat and as always not making a motion to come any closer to them. She didn't enjoy closeness anymore.
