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[Blindwolfe]

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Seraphina heard the wolves in the mountains again. Her head tilted in curiosity. She had to find them. Yet her loyalty to her masters stopped her. She paced the grasses before the house, whimpering. She had only seen a lycan one other time. Other than herself. She paced in thought and came to a solution.
I will go and be back before the sun rises. Seraphina then set out across the mountains to the east. Some time later, she found a path, and the scent of wolf was strong. This had to be them. She cautiously snuck around each building, checking out the perimeter and her ears were ever alert. She was out of her territory and into a strange pack's.
The only sound she heard were her own paws leaving prints in the snow.
She looked up and saw the moon far toward the horizon. She did not hesitate to run back home. She know where they were.
Not so far. Perhaps one day they will meet nose to nose. She barked and danced on the way, rolling in snow here and there, happy as any young pup.
When she got back home, she looked down at her snowy paws and dashed over to the fireplace to warm them. she then shifted and cleaned up her trail as if she had never left. All before the sun rose and smiled to herself.