Great Bear Wilderness Daydreamland of skeptical mind

@Maiira 

Sarah found that being away from Lost Creek Hollow did make a little difference in her indifferent state of mind. Feelings and emotions of any kind were dormant, but her rational mind had endless resources of curiousity. So, after a day or two of hesitation right by the mountain crossing that led back to the valley she had called home for the past year, she decided to extend her stay. Indefinitely.

It was evident that the land had suffered here just as much as it had elsewhere. And the absence of the coarse music of the rutting season and the pungent smell of deer, was over-powering. Of course, she did not know, if there had been any herds here to begin with and it was likely that her expectations were based on past experience not actual facts. But something had to feed the wolf packs that resided here. And from what she had gathered already, there were many.

By a chance she happened upon a forgotten cache near a forest edge and being an opportunist by nature, she unearthed it quickly and pulled out the half-rotten/half-frozen morsels. In her hungry state, however, she was not too picky. Sarah settled down and began to eat.