He’d found his sister, but his job of finding her and dragging her back would be much more complicated now that she was pregnant. How much trouble would he be in if he just grabbed her scruff and dragged her back? How much would she injure herself and her unborn pups? No, he couldn’t do that. Not now. Instead he would need to convince her to go home where pups were cherished and much safer…the surface was no place to raise a litter of pups, at least in the caves one knew of the dangers but up here….anything could happen. The sun was beginning to rise, his time to wander on the surface was ending. Fortunately he had wandered from the redwoods to this interesting place with a tunnel. Tunnels…they were familiar, they were safe. The dark brown wolf would pause at its mouth glancing over his shoulder before entering the shadows of the tunnel. Nostrils flared, pulling in the scents of wolf and earth. The beast would sigh, a familiar scent. He didn’t pay attention to if the scent of wolf was stale or new, as his eyes adjusted rapidly to the difference in light he would walk further, his stride relaxing with the familiarity of being in darkness. The tunnel wall would brush against his right side, the texture was different than what he was used to but that didn’t matter to him. Eventually, Thoren would stop walking, the slight outline of the tunnel walls telling him he could go further, but he had gone far enough, no surface wolf would trek this deep into the tunnel…not shrouded in complete darkness.   "NOTE:" Thoren is extremely sensitive to light and can see slightly better at night than the average wolf.

It was certainly true that no wolf would go this far into the dark tunnels, but Aralanne was not really.. normal. At least her thought process was a lot more different than that of a typical wolf. She had wandered deep enough into the darkness, seeing absolutely nothing and almost tripping on her way down. But that didn't matter. The blue girl had found the spot where light won't enter, where she thought she won't be interrupted, and had sat down. Her eyes were completely shut and she stood still, as she took deep breaths. Why, you wonder?

Well, she often did that. In fact, every day. You see, having such a curious mind was often overbearing. The thoughts never seemed to leave her head, even when she desperately wanted them to cease. And so she had found that standing very still, with closed eyes and preferably somewhere where she wouldn't be bothered by others helped her be more mindful of her body and of her surroundings. It was very calming and relaxing as time passed by unnoticeable. How much time did she stay in this state? Minutes? Hours? Who knows.

With a deep inhale, she let the moist air fill her lungs and after a one second pause, she exhaled deeply. Inhale the good energy, exhale the dark, mucky energy. That was until somebody's steps interrupted her. Ari didn't expect anyone to enter the tunnels at this time, so that startled her. Her eyes shot open, ears perked up and she rose to her feet. It was dark, but she could detect the blurry, grey figure of another a few meters away. From what she could see, it was a wolf and not another predator. It made her pounding heart ease a bit, but she still felt in a clutch. "U-um.. h-h-h-hello?" Even her voice indicated her anxiety, as she quickly fell back into the old pattern of stuttering.

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