This was a day that was rarely afforded to the Vale warden; she awoke without immediately having a task to fulfill. Beyond the usual routine of border marking and checking the caches, there was not much to complete that could not have been done by her brethren. As often as she wanted to fulfill all tasks on her own, she knew that for growth, she needed to allow her fellow wolves to assume responsibility for themselves. It was a learning process, one she assumed she could need to get used to and quickly.
Before the day reached its afternoon peak, the aimless warden found herself walking through the sparse pines of the woodlands. Her nose was not pressed to the ground in search of prey, nor were her eyes constantly shifting between the towering spires for signs of foreign life. She was simply… walking with ease, feeling the earth beneath her heavy paws til again she found peace in the serenity of nature… in a rather desperate attempt to keep her mind off any and all. |