Emberwood restlessness

Escapism was becoming Bazi's new favourite thing.

When she left her children in the pack's capable paws, she scrubbed away all trace of of them and Nova Peak in the river before heading out. It was a peculiar but necessary ritual. Out here, she was nobody - just a wolf on her way to the next adventure. Bazi had taken to wondering if her decision to settle at Swiftcurrent Creek had robbed her of something. Not that it had been much of a choice - if Jinx and Fox had not accepted her into the pack, she would not have lasted the winter. But still. Now she was a mother, a wife, and a leader - the time to experiment with life was past, and she might not get the chance again.

But she could at least pretend. Bazi stalked through the luscious Emberwood, bright against the dewy green. It was early morning, and there was still a mild chill in the air. The mountain leader wondered why no wolf had thought to claim the forest as their own; scattered tracks and scents told her that wolves passed through here, but there wasn't enough to suggest settlement.

Suddenly, she heard a noise. Bazi lowered her body to the ground and waited for a second. Nothing. Slowly, she crept forward, moving cat-like through the under-brush in the direction of the sound.

Feel free to be the noise. :)