pink panther

The woman would run and lope languidly, long legs bounding and devouring the earth. A wide grin was spread across her lips as she followed the scent markers of the boarders, making sure to stay a few meters away and to never cross over. Was it really him? She had vague memories of the boy, vague memories of him accepted her into Covari and even vaguer memories of him at a pack meeting. But that name? It was hard to deny that it might be the cross marked boy she remembered from Covari. But still, she held herself cautiously. Valentine had seemed off, strange when regarding the pack of Solstice so she would too despite her vague familiarity with it's leader. She refrained from howling, not really sure yet if this meeting was a good idea but at the same time wanting to see him. She kind of hoped that maybe she would see the white woman who had come to see Valentine too but it wasn't as big of a deal for her. Man? She probably looked like a crazy stalker bitch, running around the edge of the pack lands? Time to bite the bullet. The tiny woman would slow and then halt, drawing in a deep breath before tipping head back and howling languidly. His name would be carried along with it. Crucifix. Would he come?