Hoshor Plains All I've got's this sunny afternoon

For @Rannoch ♡

Nara limped on through the high grasses, soft ground beneath her paws. A trail of blood painted the grass at her side, it came from a wound in her leg where an inconveniently placed branch had cut her skin. It wasn't anything life-threatening, but it stung enough to make her slow and vulnerable and hunting was hard. She stopped to lick the wound again. It already felt a little better. 
Now that the sound of her own footsteps had disappeared, Nara noticed the soft shuffling of the grass. An eerie feeling made her hairs stand on end, like something was moving close-by, silently following her. Nara tried to shake off the feeling quite literally and stumbled on, ears moving around restlessly, trying to locate the sound. It may well have been her own tail. Maybe the wound had gotten infected and she was becoming delirious because of a fever. Or maybe Nara was just imagining another creature to make the loneliness more bearable. She felt so dreadfully alone.
As if fate had heard her, a scent caught her attention. Other wolves?