Totoka River Freedom

okay if we set this to the morning before this thread?

From the ridge she wandered along a river, which presumably led toward the sea. The ocean was in sight, after all, but it felt good to have sort of a guide, something to follow. Her belly was content for now, having been filled with rabbit earlier, and she felt a little better about life going forward.

She was nearly to the ocean when Snowe saw a silvery-white figure, traveling the opposite direction by the bank of the river. As she approached further, she began to piece the wolf together bit by bit. She was young, not yet a yearling, and had very light eyes. And she was alone. Where were her family?

With a soft bark, Snowe came toward her, attempting to break into a trot but failing with a wince: her body was not yet recovered enough for anything faster than the ambling gait that had brought her down from the mountains. Hobbling toward the youngster, she cocked her head in curiosity.

"Hello," Snowe slurred, giving her a crooked smile. "What brings you out here all by yourself?"