worlds apart

Like a ball of yarn, Neverwinter had unraveled. Now, nothing bound Tuwawi to Charkra's great forest. All responsibility was lifted when their numbers had dwindled to just a handful and their Alpha departed into the South. The past few months had shown some progress, the red ember had risen from Phi to Kappa in the ranks... but those titles were superficial. Only one thing mattered to Tuwawi - and it was far beyond her reach.

Since that enigmatic encounter had disturbed her on the ice of Greatwater Lake, Tuwawi had been stuck in rut of dismal and existential thoughts. Nothing cured her, and every day passed grayer than the next. The sadness was overwhelming, and depression clung like dew onto grass. She needed a catalyst... a jump start... anything to flush the mediocrity from her soul and let the fire blaze anew. The departure of Charka was just that - and the capricious wolf knew exactly where she would go next.

Tuwawi started at Greatwater, and followed trace amounts of tracks - moving mostly on a hunch. Like a brushfire, she covered vast distances each day as she headed Eastwards with unbridled determination. Ravenously, she ate up the ground, stopping only to drink, but was determined in her hunt. She grew lean, but felt reborn as her senses became heightened, her visage nothing short of a hungry predator.