Renhett let her head hang low for a moment as she let out a loud sigh. After this said sigh though, she was instantly perking herself up. She couldn't let her jealousy get the best of her, or at least the bad thoughts that had stopped her rather pretentious journey. She had goals, and while one had failed maybe she could fall into another wolf's graces. Maybe it was the heat, she hated it so much. Her body felt the need, even if it might have been more mild with her manners. Her tail would sit arty off to the side as she spotted a small mouse in the range. It wasn't hard to pounce on it and consume it in one bite. Her red eyes narrowed for a moment, well Nako hadn't been able to satisfy her. She had no hopes with Valentine, she knew why though. Cascade was a dream, Renhett didn't want to seem so bad, but oh made the female had her head spinning. Art was young, Renhett shook her head. She shouldn't have been thinking of her fellow pack members like this. She sat down and frowned, now she was just in a bad mood. Fall was her least favorite season. "Talk"

He had meant to catch up with his friend from that one sunset. She had been by his side that night and he still wondered if he could beat her in a race now. It seemed to be his lucky day. Just as the Fall breeze kicked up, he picked up Renhett's scent. He followed it, noting that it smelled strange, but not a bad strange. It was kind of a nice smell actually, but not like flower nice, just like Renhett nice. He walked on until he saw her and then sped up to a lazy lope to come to stand beside her, bumping her shoulder, "Hey Renhett, long time, huh?" He didn't ask about her change in scent, he just stood there enjoying it quietly. It put him in a fuzzy mood, kind of, but that was fine because it wasn't like a headache or anything, "What's up?"