Sequoia Coast Get over your hill and see what you find on the other side

Thuringwethil feels far too cooped up in the last several days. Her headaches have gone away and her bloodshot eye has long healed itself, leaving only the pain in her chest from her ribcage. It is getting easier each day but a sigh too heavy or a pace too fast and she is wincing in pain, forcing herself to take a step back and reevaluate what she’s doing. It takes several reminders through the day to take it easy but she can’t set aside her responsibilities, even when the other wolves have taken a step up. Wildfire and Portia are both nearly about to pop and their paws will be fuller than they’d imagined.

She finds herself further along the coast, beyond the cliffs. The time and distance had gotten away from her, making the journey in leisure so she doesn’t push her broken ribs more than they are capable of. The cool air keeps her comfortable and not overheated despite the extra effort but her attention is quickly broken. The silhouette of another has her attention by the time she’s long passed her borders. She doesn’t feel threatened in the presence of another but she finds herself curious in his purpose. It is apparent, even in their distance, that a claim is nearby, but she continues her pace closer and closer as her intrigue has the best of her.