Her mind was jostling with thoughts anymore. Thoughts of how to be a better pack member, how to work harder towards her goal of being a hunter, and...of him. The amount of space he was beginning to take up in her brain and her heart felt threatening. Yet welcoming. Sage grumbled under her breath. A question was looming over her constantly. Like a shadow, she could not escape it's unwanted presence. Pale paws departed from the border as she at last reached the point at which she had started marking them. She sighed and headed for the infirmary. This time not for the golden-eyed man.
Sage brought a gift with her, dangling from her jaws but not necessarily fresh. She'd dug up a rabbit from the cache between her chores and journey to the infirmary. "Clover" Her voice was muffled by the fur as she called into the den. She sat down promptly, shuffling her paws in anxious await.
"She speaks" She walks She thinks