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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-size: 26px">B</span><span style="font-size: 22px"> l a z e </span><span style="font-size: 26px">M</span><span style="font-size: 22px"> a k e n n a </span></span><br/>​</div><span style="font-family:Quicksand">    The sounds of the black and red keyboard, as pleasing as they were, went harsh upon her hyperactive ears. Blaze put on music at a low volume to help her concentrate on her notes. In her younger years, the ginger had discovered that writing down thoughts and observations were a key part in her remembering them for the future. For somebody that struggles with short term memory due to ADHD-like mindset, it was a helpful little tip that followed her into adulthood. She sat with her ankles crossed at her desk, top foot shaking subconsciously as she typed up the notes about her most recent venture into the woods. Knowing this detailed report would likely never leave this room, Blaze still made every effort to look presentable and perfect, as well as contain every single fact about every single twig. Her eyes glared in concentration. <br/>
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    So consumed in thought, the chime of her phone beside her made her jump in her seat. Blinking a few times, she read the text from Tatum questioning her whereabouts at the dinner. Blaze did feel slightly guilty about not being at the feast to support her friend. It was unlike her to leave Tatum to her own devices when it was otherwise routine. She bit at her lip and typed back her reply. While she wasn't exactly lying, she wasn't exactly telling the truth either. It wasn't just weird stuff that Blaze had picked up around the border. It was the obvious presence of foreign wolves inside pack territory. She could only pick up the scent of two, ma<span style="font-family:Quicksand">ybe three, individuals until all the smells mingled together.  That wasn't information she wanted to disclose over text.</span><br/>
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    "Blaze?" The voice of the alpha made the ginger's head snap up as he called from the porch. She walked outside to see Zephyr and Christopher standing on the porch, serious expressions on their faces.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)"> "Well howdy, boys," </span>she greeted with a grin.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)"> "I'd ask if you wanted a cup of coffee but you don't look like you're here for a social visit. Also it's nighttime and normal people don't drink coffee at night."</span> Unlike herself, but we aren't going to talk about that. She ducked back for a few seconds to grab her leather jacket from the nearby coat closet. Tae had replied to her text. After reading, Blaze sent back <i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">Don't wait up. Zephyr and Chris toe fur just called for me and I doubt they're wanting a threesome. Maybe you can use this time to go flirt with that bad boy you've been eyeing.</span></i> Blaze had a tendency to be blunt with her observations. Even if Tatum wasn't interested in Silas, the dude was definitely her type either way. At least from the ginger's perspective, anyways. She slid on her jacket as she stepped back outside, shutting the door behind her. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">"You're just the person I was going to find, alpha man. I picked up some scents near the Northern border during dinner. Am I right in assuming that's why you guys are here?"</span> If she wasn't, this was going to be quite the casual way of telling her alpha that there were rogues in the territory. <br/>
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<span style="font-size: 12px">-- tags; tatum, zephyr, christopher</span></span>