The Sunspire Lampropeltis californiae

@Andraste @Abedi @Agana + any other Courtfall wolves who may be interested in hopping in. ♥

Chausiku felt her physique thinning with each passing day. Prey was a rare sight no matter where she went, panicked by the battle that waged beneath the Earth's surface. Though the quaking halted weeks ago, wildlife had yet to return to the land. The stillness meant the gods' struggle was over, but who won? Try as she may to reach out to Hilaeusi, her prayers were met with eerie silence.

Unease churned in her breast as she worried about the well-being of both her god and her fellow missionaries, both of which she had lost all contact with during the disasters. She was completely isolated in this foreign, desolate landscape with naught but her serpentine messenger, and it was all beginning to take its toll on her mind. Resolute as she may have been, Chausiku was still a wolf; there was only so much she could take before even her steely exterior cracked.

Exhausted from the constant travel with little nourishment to go off of, she stopped beneath an oak tree to lie in its bed of fallen leaves. Winter was coming, and she couldn't be any less prepared. She considered returning to Maloka but quickly perished the thought. She was meant to be here, and she especially would not be leaving until her packmates were found. But if she was staying through the winter and no Maloka wolves showed up, she needed to make plans to join another pack temporarily.

Chausiku rested her chin upon her forelegs and sighed, sending a stream of fog past her lips. Lend me your wisdom, Hilaeusi... She murmured, unsure if the prayer would reach him.