September 08, 2015, 05:06 PM
It seemed Bindi had chosen the wrong time to go outriding, and while she had survived the storm it was no easy task getting back to Silvertip. The smell of pack life had been completely drained from the wolfess fur and she smelt like a lone wolf, which is exactly what she was. She had left Silvertip with plans of returning, though the storm began the perfect excuse as to why she had not returned. It was an opportunity she couldn't resist, a way of escaping her past life...of starting over. Though something deep within her stirred reminding her of the little bundles of joy that were in her life. June and Mason. She would miss them greatly, but hopefully if she was granted a bit of luck she would see them again.
Now the lone female sat alongside the edge of a large lake, the sun slowly setting while the rest of the creatures around the water left to rest for the night. It was cool and relaxing though Bindi would admit it was a bit boring all by yourself, even if she had kept herself closed up in a cave for awhile even then she would visit her pack-mates. It had shown in her hunting as well, once decent at catching small and even large game by herself she had become so accustom to hunting with others she had practically forgotten how to hunt alone. As a small fish swam by Bindi was quick to snap at it, and out of pure luck was able to grab hold of it's tail and launch it onto shore. As the underwater creature flopped about, the female made her way over to the fish so she could enjoy her meal before she too would turn in for the night.
Now the lone female sat alongside the edge of a large lake, the sun slowly setting while the rest of the creatures around the water left to rest for the night. It was cool and relaxing though Bindi would admit it was a bit boring all by yourself, even if she had kept herself closed up in a cave for awhile even then she would visit her pack-mates. It had shown in her hunting as well, once decent at catching small and even large game by herself she had become so accustom to hunting with others she had practically forgotten how to hunt alone. As a small fish swam by Bindi was quick to snap at it, and out of pure luck was able to grab hold of it's tail and launch it onto shore. As the underwater creature flopped about, the female made her way over to the fish so she could enjoy her meal before she too would turn in for the night.