The call that rang out over the lands was a curious one. The song spoke of training in the art of healing, and yet it seemed welcoming to all wolves, not merely of one particular pack. Ara couldn't help but be interested, despite her own quiet nature. It wasn't too often she left the lands at all, and when she did it was usually to collect herbs or spend time in quiet though. Who knew what could happen at an open gathering?
A thought struck her suddenly. If she and Novel were to leave soon, wouldn't a small trip be worthwhile? She knew it had been a long time since Novel had interacted with anyone outside of Fiori, and if they were to be traveling so far from home.. maybe this would be good practice. She would eye Novel questioningly, her gaze soft as she pondered. "Let's go see what's going on," she offered gently. If Novel refused, she wouldn't go, but it was rare for her wife to deny her. This would be good for them, and maybe they'd even meet some new faces.
Only when they left familiar lands and grew closer to the group, after miles of careful travel, did she realize that this gathering was far larger than she expected. Nearly two dozen wolves had arrived, and the scents in the air were of all sorts of packs and loners. Feeling a bit insecure -- but knowing Novel likely felt even more nervous -- she'd lean to nuzzle her as she found a spot for them to sit and wait for whatever was to happen. Worse case scenario, they could leave and find something else to do, but maybe this would be good for them both. Upon further inspection, she swore she saw some of Novel's relatives, and she'd gesture to them subtly while nudging Novel gently. Did she know them?
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