Whitefish River Summer dress

@Bagheera Whitefish River. Set sometime during Jinx's week-long trip to Silvertip. Being vague about her status 'cause her Alpha chased her down.

The Wilderness was grand and sprawling, and reminded her of home in all the best ways. Though Jinx wasn't situated on the coast as she had been in Shearwater Bay, she nevertheless would always be able to see it and visit it, so close did it linger to the mountain. At the backside was Neverwinter Forest, which once had commanded her respect but since had been abandoned by its pack. She still was in disbelief that Chakra had left her wolves behind, but Jinx imagined the spider queen had gone on to find something even better. It was the only logical explanation.

Her travels took her worn paws to the valley floor for some much-needed rest from the mountain's wearying trails. Had she been born elsewhere, like Kindred's territory or Tartok's, she might have been a true master of the mountains. Her paws were suited to walking on shifting beach sand, her body accustomed to weaving through dense forest. Her skill set for mountaineering was lacklustre at best, but she knew in time she would embrace it and tease out the hidden mastery belonging to her breed.

She paused at the edge of a slowly meandering river, where she dropped her head to drink deeply. It was only just noon, but it felt like evening was fast approaching. Her body was tired from exerting itself on the mountainside. Surely, Jinx thought, that would eventually become less of an issue as well. For now, the pale Kesuk settled herself sphinx-like on the riverbank, allowing the gentle murmur of the water to lull her into security for just a moment.