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Wake up, patrol, hunt, socialize, eat, sleep, repeat. Raisa's days were dragging on bit by bit and blurring together in a terrible monotonous drone, and she just... she didn't think she could do it anymore. She'd realized one day Shreya's den was abandoned, and the young woman hadn't been the same since. Sure, she still had Sera, Cirilla, and Benkei, not to mention the other members of Seiiki that weren't her blood but still meant family to her...

But her heart felt empty without that last solid foundation of her childhood, and she hardly felt herself anymore let alone like a queen.

She barely wanted to lead anymore, and she certainly didn't have the spark left in her heart to go out and see if any of the packs she'd began forging bonds with needed the silly little trinkets Raisa had spent so long collecting. She needed things worthwhile, and other than perhaps the bones of the bear, she didn't really have anything like preserved pelts or fancy herbs to trade -- nor would she know what they needed in return, as far as herbs went, though some fancy meat from parts unknown would be nice to try, too, perhaps.
The thought didn't help Raisa want to do anything. She simply lounged, depressed, lonely despite the way the pack seemed to be thriving.

In a bid to spend time with someone who wasn't her family for a change, Raisa had grabbed the first few smelly, herby-looking plants she could find and went on to search for Barbosa. It was high past time she'd asked for formal training, but it would give her other things to focus on besides lurking in Ichorwood, sulking, and losing herself in routine.

When she thought she'd caught a fresh trail of the woman, she loosed a bark, though it was hard to tell past the smells of the leaves and flowers between her jaws.