Bramblepoint Like A Bear From Slumber

AW but mainly for @Āzon.
Setting: Mid-Afternoon. 60F. Slightly windy.

It happened again. Though she couldn’t blame anyone for what had happened...just cruel fate. Kaistleoki, the proud kingdom, had fallen … Once the word of Easthollow’s fate reached their ears everyone took it hard. Especially Ira, maybe she blamed herself and felt that if Easthollow - out of all the packs - had fallen, it wouldn’t be long before Kaistleoki would follow suit. Then the proud Moonspear and its sister pack, Firefly Glen had crumbled as well - it was a sign. And with one last meeting, Ira called the dispersal of Kaistleoki right then and there. Aliana was the last to leave as she felt a bit attached to the territory but without the pack eventually, the scent markers had faded. It wasn’t long before she saw scavengers crawling out, digging up caches, and taking well-earned meals … and there was little she could do.

So she left…

But her timing was horrendous, a massive snowstorm kicked in and everything quickly became a canvas of pure white. The landmarks she knew by heart were gone and she was left, stranded. She wandered for a while until common sense kicked in and she settled down in one place and waited till the snowstorm passed. And once it faded, she found out she was...really lost resulting in even more wandering until she decided to try and retrace her steps and still that ended with her half wandering for several suns falls, hunting when she could, scavenging where she could.

Then spring came and with it … Heat - the yearning and want. Her body craved to be touched, craved to bear pups, and for the briefest moment, her mind thought of Azon. Though their relationship hadn’t gone far, being something in between acquaintances and good friends… yet she couldn’t help but think of that as something more. Overall, she did her best to keep to herself...

Once it generally passed a month ago, she was able to focus on her belly as she hadn’t eaten a real meal for a bit now. Aliana wandered through the patch of forest, occasionally stopping to carefully pluck blueberries off of a thorny bush. She occasionally gave a glance around to be sure she wasn’t being approached. The last thing she wanted was to be suddenly attacked by a roaming territorial bear or an aggressive stranger. Though she could get away with being mistaken for a bear from a distance, so she might be left alone today.