Barrow Fields lotus eater

you know who

The disruption in Drageda barely seems to pass and Thuringwethil can’t shake the funk. Her heat has lasted longer than she wants to deal with, keeping them from advancing on the sound wolves but no less on guard. And the upset she’s seen in Blixen doesn’t bode too well, either, so when the need arises that she needs to stretch her legs, she calls on @Blixen to go with her (probably from being fussed at more than once by @Wildfire). But Blixen needs a win, too, and giving her a job as something akin to an honorary cheka to help lift her spirits (it doesn’t stop her from trying to talk about it, despite her own discomfort with feelings) and lets her sort through her pain as best as she can.

Thuringwethil keeps them from getting too close to the sound, hitting the eastern side of the fields. She doesn’t know what she’s looking for but getting her legs moving and the restless energy forced out of her system. They pass the point where her scuffle with the sound-wolf occurred and her ears flick back, but she lifts her chin a little higher as she recollects her easy victory. Eventually, they reach the southern reaches and they luckily stumble upon a lone deer, a little worse for wear but an easy target and together they bring it down to share the spoils. Her mate’s due date is any day and they need as much to fill the caches nearby and will retreat back to Drageda with what is left.