It had been several days since I traveled to spirane in hope of a new place to call home. True, I could have stayed in glorall and allowed Noel to grow up in the sea side pack but it didn't feel right to stay and be reminded every day of losing the fight and silver's death. Silver's death and ravenwing missing were just small things that worked their way into her mind every once in a while and not as frequently as before. As I moved through Spirane I stopped back by the den that was made for noel and myself, well it was already made but I should say I made it a tad bit bigger to fit myself and growing noel. Peeking inside I did not see noel's form and let out a sigh. The move was rough on him and he probably was off somewhere else. Turning away from the den I picked up my pack into a full run and ran out past the border allowing the wind to just carry me and my thoughts away. It had felt like several minutes of running and I slow down to a walk. Sides expanding and contracting from the heavy breathing. Now that I was out here I better check up on all the hub bub out here in Ruize fields. Turning into this place voices flowed into my cupped ears immediatly and haunting blue orbs snapped over to the side in the direction it came from. Curious I walked forward with caution until I saw the massive group and growled in frustration. Just another gathering of wolves. Why do they always gather like this? Is this some big pack gathering or something that I missed? But these questions were slightly answered because none smelled like the same pack. Well some did and some didn't. So it was a mixture of loners and packs. Hmm guess I will check this out. Moving forward upon darkened legs I approached and kept to myself. Just watched and listened.

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