She was going to be in big, big trouble.
While Thistle Cloud was tending to Ragnar’s eye one afternoon, Liyaní had seized the opportunity to make a run for it. She wasn’t sure where she would go or if anyone would come looking for her. All she was really certain about was that she had so much frustration bottled up within her tiny body that she needed to run it off. Levi and Charon were napping when she made a dash from the den they all shared, and she could only hope that they wouldn’t wake and go searching for her until she was ready to come back.
She’d learned that wolves traveled in and out of the pack lands, but this would be the first time she’d ever attempted such a feat by herself. Needless to say, she was far too young to be doing so, but Liyaní didn’t know that. Oversized ebony paws scrambled clumsily through the brush and foliage as the girl bolted towards an unknown destination. Her milky blue eyes were wide with excitement and her tongue lolled joyfully from the side of her panting mouth. It was fun being on her own for the first time ever!
That was, until she made a wrong step and got her paw lodged between the roots of a bush she’d failed to notice. A sharp yelp sounded from the youngster as she tripped and tumbled forward down the sloping land. Her little form rolled through the brush and Liyaní panicked as she realized she couldn’t stop herself. Then, without notice, she was submerged in icy water. She’d plummeted from the top of a small crag into the frigid waters off the Totoka River.
Luckily the water wasn’t very deep and Liyaní was able to pull herself to safety. Still, she was soaking wet and freezing, and her left ankle ached uncomfortably. The dark-furred child whimpered as she dragged herself along the river bank, her ears pressed back against her skull. Fear seized her and she shook uncontrollably from the icy dampness that clung to her pelt. She’d managed to travel a fair distance from Stavanger Bay and was now hopelessly lost. Liyaní squeezed her eyes shut as she curled her small body into a ball, oblivious to the danger she’d put herself in by remaining alone and vulnerable out in the open.
While Thistle Cloud was tending to Ragnar’s eye one afternoon, Liyaní had seized the opportunity to make a run for it. She wasn’t sure where she would go or if anyone would come looking for her. All she was really certain about was that she had so much frustration bottled up within her tiny body that she needed to run it off. Levi and Charon were napping when she made a dash from the den they all shared, and she could only hope that they wouldn’t wake and go searching for her until she was ready to come back.
She’d learned that wolves traveled in and out of the pack lands, but this would be the first time she’d ever attempted such a feat by herself. Needless to say, she was far too young to be doing so, but Liyaní didn’t know that. Oversized ebony paws scrambled clumsily through the brush and foliage as the girl bolted towards an unknown destination. Her milky blue eyes were wide with excitement and her tongue lolled joyfully from the side of her panting mouth. It was fun being on her own for the first time ever!
That was, until she made a wrong step and got her paw lodged between the roots of a bush she’d failed to notice. A sharp yelp sounded from the youngster as she tripped and tumbled forward down the sloping land. Her little form rolled through the brush and Liyaní panicked as she realized she couldn’t stop herself. Then, without notice, she was submerged in icy water. She’d plummeted from the top of a small crag into the frigid waters off the Totoka River.
Luckily the water wasn’t very deep and Liyaní was able to pull herself to safety. Still, she was soaking wet and freezing, and her left ankle ached uncomfortably. The dark-furred child whimpered as she dragged herself along the river bank, her ears pressed back against her skull. Fear seized her and she shook uncontrollably from the icy dampness that clung to her pelt. She’d managed to travel a fair distance from Stavanger Bay and was now hopelessly lost. Liyaní squeezed her eyes shut as she curled her small body into a ball, oblivious to the danger she’d put herself in by remaining alone and vulnerable out in the open.
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