Sun Mote Copse When the world went long.

I'll just have her come to them XD

The lake was her aim.  It had been her frequent target in the rebellious days when she'd frequently disappeared alone, trying to go farther and farther past her limits and still manage to return.  The last time had been the time Wraen saved her from attack, but with the rain, the danger had to be lower.  Besides, what other choice did she have?

Her stomach tightened uncomfortably.  She knew what would happen without the pack - unless she stumbled on an easy meal, she was in trouble.  The familiar anger that always came when she was forced to confront her limitations was colored with a very real, soon to be overwhelming, tinge of fear.

Then, distantly, another call.  It was softer... she'd moved on.  But she recognized Towhee's voice.  Fig's sounded right after, and she changed directions immediately.  She began to run at a fairly reckless pace for herself, but she needed them to hear her before they moved on.  Summons were maddening for her - there was only so much accuracy one could gain when the calls carried for miles.  

She lifted her head and howled back, desperately.  Over and over again, until they answered, her steps carrying her in the trajectory she'd heard their voices from.  Every time she slipped, or tripped, she immediately rose and charged on.  By the end she was a mud-soaked jaggernaut crashing her way through the sodden copse.