Wolf RPG

the valley's border made for a decent resting place. blondine slept there until sunset, then rising and moving on in her search. larus was back there so she knew that she would eventually return, but not until she found indra. they would be able to make their peace, get that closure, and move on. that's what she'd planned for, at least.

past stone circle and straight north were the foxlands, a place that blondine hadn't missed. she marched through the territory, guard up for any territorial critters that might've been lurking. damn foxes, she muttered, always wanna ruin my day.

the huntress continued on her rampage, stamping out her anger with each step. there was another wolf travelling on a path perpendicular to her own, but blondine didn't realize until a near collision. she drew back with a gasp — oh! — and opened her mouth to apologize.

excuse me, dear, she laughed, then taking a step back, my mind was off huntin' foxes. blondine turned her face to widen the view of her remaining eye. it was then that the realization set in, one that brought both comfort and concern. 

instead of stopping to make sure her assumption was correct, the huntress turned and left without another word.