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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 crunching of leaves and twigs were the only sounds alert ears were gathering. The cause was her own paw steps, steady in a trot as caramel eyes darted around in search of anything out of the ordinary. It was a common occurrence that Blaze would be patrolling the boarders to the pack grounds. It was a tedious work load she'd happily take on instead of dealing with the emotions in her mind. Not that her fellow pack members would know <i>why</i> she chose to do her job a little too well, only that she was perhaps a workaholic, or maybe just a damn good wolf. Whatever they thought of her, she didn't care. I mean, of course she cared but she also knew their thoughts were ones she couldn't control. Accepting that, however, was a work in progress.<br/>
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    Her fur, laced with hues of red and brown, brushed against a tree as she refreshed the pack's scent in the area. Anyone who crossed these lines would know that without a doubt, this was pack land. Figuring she had marking a good stretch, she turned around and double checked her route. Her strategy involved placing her belongings at the start of her journey, and then backtracking to pick them up. Part of it was being good at her job, the other part was being too lazy to carry a backpack in her mouth. It honestly was a bit of an inconvenience, anyways.<br/>
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    As she trotted back, she still kept a watchful attention. An unfamiliar scent caused her to halt and sniff at the air a bit more. It was wolf, but one she didn't recognize. Her ears pointed forward as she scanned the tree lines around her. Blaze could tell the scent was a few hours old at least, but that didn't mean the intruder wasn't around. She followed the scent about a mile out of the territory before it went cold, lost in a river. She let out a small growl in frustration, and then turned around to head back into pack lands. She knew her behavior was risky, but she also knew she could hold her own. <br/>
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    The ginger returned to her backpack, shifting into her pale human form and slipping into a white tee and black jeans. She didn't need to get dressed up to go home. Walking back to the pack houses didn't take terribly long, but after she checked her phone to see the time, she knew that she was already too late to make the dinner. While she appreciated the alpha's efforts to make them a close knit little family, Blaze was aware that all sitting down and eating together wasn't going to change much. Normally, she would happily attend. Well made food and a chance to get to hear the latest gossip? Sign her up. But today, with the rogue scent in her mind, the girl didn't feel like putting on a happy face and making small talk while there was a possible threat to the pack lingering at the borders. She did feel bad about leaving Tatum alone at the table, but she would apologize and explain her absence to the girl afterwards. Then she'd catch the alpha, or the betas, after the feast and fill them in on what she knew. Until then, she crept into the house without letting the pack catch her scent downwind, and to keep her mind sharp, jotted down notes about the location in which she found the scent. <br/>
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<span style="font-size: 12px">-- mentioned, tatum, zephyr, kiona, lyden</span></span>