Porcupine Ridge Take a walk

the limp continued to show itself every couple steps, and her tail twitched behind her in the only outward sign of her irritation. three hunts had been lost to her that day, and she'd succeeded only in putting great distance between herself and the Sunspire without anything to show for it. 

water splashed around her hocks as she wade into a clear-running river, gaze falling onto a previously unseen ground squirrel that darted away before she could make any move toward it, vanishing beneath groouond-hugging underbrush. tail flicked at her rear once more, yet she merely lowered her muzzle and drank deeply from the stream, auds flickering atop her head as she noticed the presence of the other wolf somewhere just beyond where she drank, the wind teasing her scent her way and then the other.