She didn't want to travel far from her newly reunited family. Seeing all of their faces safe and doing well brought her heart great joy. It had been such a long time since she had felt so joyful, still the nagging feeling of missing some members gnawed at her. Thus she would find herself in the autumn orchard. Her nose had caught the scent of a long lost daughter she wished to hold again. Myth's faint scent would find her, and as she knew she would have to the experienced she wolf would track the girl. She had been within the orchard reecntly, likely she would find her way back. Or at least Novel hoped. She had left Dutiron's side on the little adventure she wanted it to be fruitful. Nosing one of the dropped apple she would recline onto her haunches, muzzle raising carefully into the air. Her maw would let out a call, lyrics dancing on the wind would call for the offspring she had bore two years ago.
