Blackfoot Forest And continued to run recklessly

hi! first post character awkwardness incoming in a big way.. >_>;

Day after day, she continues. Sometimes west, sometimes more northward. Sometimes during the day and sometimes at night. Never really with a plan, whenever or wherever it was. Just away. Far away, and to wherever it was safer. That was all she would need. With her resolve steeled and one foot in front of the other, the rest of her went too.

But with enough time, hunger catches up and it bites hard. She's spurred into a honed focus when a forest's shadow sprawls around her. Surely, if a touch of luck shone on her and she searched hard enough, there should be food here. Even just a bit of scavenging would do. She found she could get by on surprisingly little if she had to. Eventually she would get to gorge herself again when the time was right. Jazz was determined to not let a handful of winter weeks snuff her out without a fight.

Like so many places before her, she has no idea what to call this place. Only that it was here, so was she, and nothing was stopping her from delving deeper. So she proceeds without a second thought, and moves on at a slow, weaving trot.

Soon, the scent of fox was burning her nose. It came on sudden enough to make her snort, then shake her head. An impressive, distinct reek, certainly, and one that could mean food nearby -- or that was where her focus went to, with hunger nagging at her every step. She gets moving again and regroups just in time to see the wolf's silhouette ahead. It looks to be coming her way, so she freezes, alert and bracing for eyes on her.