the search was unsuccessful. araceli wandered as far from the wilds as the weather would permit, but eventually found herself forced to return. the herds were returning, but they were too far out to warrant a hunting party.
she would come home and report her findings, if the sisters would have her. araceli hoped that they wouldn't be too upset by her absence, but knew better than to get her hopes up too high.
as she wandered into the flatlands, the smell of blood began to swell. there was a woman wandering on her own, obviously sporting some array of injuries. the huntress trotted forward, chuffing once within earshot.
Soleil was extremely wary within these woods. The wolf vowed never to return here- for it was only met with unease and hostility. When another wolf gave a notice of her being, she felt guarded, as hairs went upwards and she looked around with a wild and scared look, "who is there?"
the stranger's response was unexpected and in araceli's opinion, very unwarranted. she wasn't that imposing, was she? calm down
, the huntress laughed. she halted in her approach, concern apparent in her expression. what's wrong with you?
it might have sounded more accusatory than had been intended.
araceli gave the stranger a quick once over. do you have a pack?
she asked, examining the wounds from where she stood, you should probably be there when you look like.. this.