Kintla Flatlands Oh, oh, oh

Wraen hadn't meant to wander this far away from Moonspear, but the rare sight of a deer herd grazing in the meadows not far from her home and then moving East, had seemed too valuable to let it go and forget about it. While she stalked after them, she reasoned with the guilt for leaving that her observations could be useful for the pack as whole. How long had it really been, since they had had a big and succesful hunt?

Therefore she walked and admired the big and beautiful (and tasty) animals from afar, taking in account each and every one, trying to figure out, which was weak and sickly enough to be taken off the game. The large creatures had noticed her but her being only one predator against 20 of them, did not seem to care about her presence. By the time the sun was beginning to set, Wraen took a look around for the first time and realized that in her haste and excitement, she really had no idea, which way the home was. With a puzzled look on her face, she stood in the meadow and looked around.