DISCOVER - Cherryblossom Vale

Anemone moves with a purpose of her own. Her eyes flit left and right as she observes her surroundings, but it is not her eyes that are truly being used. She follows her nose. Anemone has marked down multiple herds and scouts another, knowing well she was straying from home but also desiring to know their quarry and their patterns. If one herd thinned out, were there plenty more? How were the hunting grounds in surrounding areas? The Vale was a large piece of land, and in itself was a decent hunting ground. Still, Anemone had a job to do.

The L'amour followed scat and hoof print alike in her mission, her tail swaying at her hocks. They smelled to be decent in number and health both. That was good. It might deter any other pack from eyeing them this immediate moment... but she was sure that wouldn't stop hungry wolves for long. It was winter time, and when there was a motive surely they would fight for their stomachs.

It was only when she put a name to the place she had found that she moved on. She herself was only wandering, now that her mission was completed... but her nose flared as she looked to the sky. Snow within the hour. And plenty of it, but no storm. Still, it might be an inconvenience on the journey back... against the backdrop of white, she notes blossoming trees and the figures of two wolves. She whuffs to announce her own presence, wondering if three would be a crowd. She would not stay long; she'd only warn the wolves of the oncoming weather, though surely they would note it themselves? As an aspiring naturalist, she was driven to want to help. Perhaps that was why the prey was on the move, looking for a thick copse to hide themselves within...