Redsand Canyon Know that life has a hopeful undertone

@Asterr , set right after this thread

  Her mother (the hallucination) was standing, looking towards the side. She yipped and barked some more, now trying to gulp air like a fish out of water as she struggled to stay awake. She was laying down, but her head up. The petite wolf gave up, before trying one more thing. She gave one, sole howl, echoing through the land, still trying to get the 'wolf's' attention. But maybe others heard it, she didn't care. 

 No luck, but now it seemed to be walking away. There was nothing she could do, as far as she knew. She just sat there, watching it walk away, farther and farther. She wanted to rest her head back on the ground, but she still kept her eyes on the horizon, looking for her mother. 

 Her leg had now created a pool of blood, but luckily had almost stopped bleeding. If she were in a different situation, she would've quickly attempted to bandage the wound. But now she just kept her eyes glued to the skyline.