Torin had effectively put a stop to her digging marathon but she still wasn't secure in her home with the Abraxas being allowed to stay there. She had also had a fight with blaise and now all her children knew what they truly were. She gave a sigh as she moved along her traplines. She was along the eastern border today. She had a hare over her back and was in the midst of securing another. She stll hadn't been eating consistently, making it so she was loosing weight and it was apparent in her appearance now. She was mainly collecting the hares and small creatures her traps had caught for their pelts and then she would be giving the meat to frostbite or someone else who needed it more. When she finished at the snare she put the hares both over her back and moved on. she briefly stopped beside the border and eyed the outside world. What she wouldn't give to explore it again, but that was a lifetime ago. Now she was a mother and she couldn't expect Torin to stop doing what he had to for the pack to go galavanting off with her to make her feel safe as she explored a dangerous world. she'd be four soon, with winter's appoach it also meant her heat season. fall meant one thing though, she was no longer the most colorful thing in the territory. she gave a sigh as she started to walk on down the border. Walk, "Talk" Think

He was traveling away from his meeting point with the alpha of Lirim. He was feeling upbeat and couldn't wait to return home and make sure his new found pack was settling in well. He had plenty of things that needed done before winter and he was hoping they could get some trading done to ensure they would have enough supplies for the winter. He also wanted to help some of his members expand and spread their knowledge to others. He was heading along the border towards home when something colorful caught his attention. At first he almost didn't register it and continued to move on, but then the vibrant color of the wolf's pelt registered and made him stop in his tracks. He turned to look at her and fully take in the vibrant colors that made up her fur. It was something he himself was not used to seeing. In fact Aerndis had been the first vibrant wolf he had ever came across. This wolf was much different from her, much more color and much brighter then the other wolf. He remained respectfully on the loner side of the border, in fact several feet into the loner side of the border. His tail wagged in a friendly matter. "Hello!" he called out with a friendly smile. "Speech" 'Think'