The fae stalked through the lands. Despite her promotion, the world was a bit darker...at least that’s how it seemed to her. Breeze was haunted by the bear of these lands. Anger and resentment for the beast boiled deep within. First Newt, then Ariatisse...and now Altair too. Yet it should have been me. It was after me! Her brain would not stop replaying the situation, and even her duties could not shake the images from her mind. A giant brown furred beast, it’s muzzle scarred and one ear shredded, and the black form which had streaked towards them. No matter how much she kept herself busy, the grey she-wolf could only distract herself for short periods of time. A snarl of frustration curled her lips as she finished another patrol, her nose searching for any sign of the menace which had caused her so much pain. I will not let that dumb beast destroy my pack! She thought fiercely. What was her life worth if she did not make their losses count? She would not deserve the chance the Delta male had given her if she didn’t make the most of it. Her patrol had brought her to the edge of the border, near Siren Spring. Amber eyes raked over the land, as if daring the bear to show it’s ugly face. The birds sung overhead and small critters scuttling in the vegetation, so Breeze knew it wasn’t around. There were no unfamiliar scents, nor any signs of loners. With a satisfied nod to herself, the Elite would turn away from the borders to trot towards Siren Spring. The muscular female was in dire need of some relaxation time, and she knew it. Seeing the geysers in the distance made her somewhat happy, and she bounded out from the over of the trees, careful not to slip or skid on the rocky ground that led to the pool of hot water. It was hot out, but the wind in wet fur would be sure to cool her down and the warm water would help her relax. A yelp escaped her maw as the sun baked stones scorched her paws, prompting her to sprint towards the water, right past another wolf, and leap in without hesitation. For a moment the fae’s entire body was submerged before she went back up for air. With ear pressed against her head, Breeze gazed back towards where she had leapt from. On the shore stood Hunter Sieglinde, much to the Elite’s surprise. The fae seemed both anxious and happy. Just like when….Oh no!! A soft gasp escaped her as she thought of how well Sieglinde and Altair had gotten along. Did she know? Oh gosh, do I have to be the one to tell her? Maybe I’ll wait. The grey she-wolf thought. She quickly let out a sheepish smile, her upper body above the water while the relaxing warmth of the hot spring encased the rest of her body. "Oh hey Sieglinde! Sorry…the rocks were a bit hot so i decided to jump in….I didn’t see you there!” She called, trying to sound as cheerful, but only sort of succeeding.