Ravensblood Forest When I was a boy the Dead Sea was only sick.

Julooke had spent the last several days exporing Horizon Ridge. Today, however, she wanted to explore the surrounding areas. She headed west, opting to stay inside the forest. For the first part of her trip, she decided to run. She found it very invigorating and was rarely too tired to do it. Her jaw was open and her tongue lolled out of it as she darted past trees, dodging bushes and leaping over fallen trunks.

Slowly, she came to a walk and put her nose to work. There had been wolves in the area, but the scents were strong enough for them to be recent. That meant she should be safe enough wandering around. Her eyes caught sight of a huge sequoia tree that appeared to have a large hole in the base of it. Approaching, her nose did overtime, inhaling any and all information she could. She wasn't the first to find this little cave, but she didn't think anyone was inhabiting it at the moment. She stuck her head in. All clear! It was big enough for her to turn around, plus probably another wolf, though it would have been a snug fit. She sat, facing the entrance. It would have been a nice place to hide if she were playing hide and seek. She waited, foolishly hoping someone, or something, would happen by.