Haunted Wood derivative

@Varick !

Things were returning to normal at the caldera with the slow return of game to the area. Raven felt better than she had in weeks now that she had a full belly -- she'd almost forgotten what it was like to live without the constant pain of hunger gnawing at her midsection. She was still very skinny, and it would take some time to regain the weight she had lost during the famine. The ranks of their pack had suffered as well; the delta couldn't remember their numbers ever being so small. It was strange to have so few adults in their pack, but her siblings weren't far from adulthood (something that was hard for her to wrap her head around -- it seemed like just yesterday they'd been nursing infants), so she wasn't terribly worried about it.

Today she ventured to nearby Haunted Wood, partly to scout for plants to fortify her medicinal collection before winter and partly just to get away from the packlands for a bit. She enjoyed these woods in all their varied splendor, particularly at this time of year as the colors began to change and take on the fiery hues of autumn. Abruptly, she thought of her sister Wildfire and wondered where she was and how she was doing.