i will leave the light on

Tseitel · (This post was last modified: May 08, 2018, 05:16 AM by Tseitel.)

Tseitel follows the river north. The small female has lost all but an infantesimal speck of hope for finding her brothers; still, she follows the river. It is more than the longing for her brothers which urges her to stay close to the banks as she draws nearer to the sea, however... Though young, Tseitel is a thoughtful she-wolf and she knows that freshwater means survival. Life thrives where the water flows, keeping flora and fauna nearby, thereby keeping her belly as well-fed as can be under the circumstances in which she finds herself. As deeply as she wishes to explore, she cannot afford to wander far from the river.

It has been several moons since the disbanding of her family. First came the famine, then the separation. Tseitel left with her brothers only to lose them in the violent snowstorm that had hit just as they concluded that winter was waning away. From that moment onward, she has been on her own, and it shows in her softly defined hipbones. Luckily, spring has come and she's been able to feed herself much better than before. She has regained some of her weight, but she is still too thin.

Tseitel is still hungry, too. Always hungry. She chases a rabbit beneath swaying willow leaves, but the creature slips away and she ceases her hunt, panting lightly in spite of the chilly air. With a dull whine, Tseitel sits and leans against the trunk of one of the trees, casting her silver-green eyes upward to watch these curious willows drift in the mild breeze. The sky is gray, with very sparse splotches of blue. Her nose twitches, and she wonders if it might rain.