Redsand Canyon Wolf Moon

OOC: Malila is near the borders, but not quite. <3 For any Mereo wolf, but special tag for @Germanicus & @Kallik!

She was tired. Tired, cold and hungry. And also, still alone. Weeks of going it solo had yielded no luck. Her tactics didn't improve when it came to trying to catch food. She had been lucky to catch a small mouse, off it's guard, every now and then. Aside from that, her meals came from scavenging. Her streak of bad luck showed. Malila's already miniscule, petite frame had been reduced down to a wisp. Not quite emaciated, but certainly far too lean to be considered in peak condition. The blonde overlay of her coat, luxurious in childhood, dulled to a dry straw.

Hunger was her constant companion. But, having lived and grown up in a pack before, she knew well enough not to test her luck by sneaking past any borders to raid caches. Besides, a wolf like her who knew absolutely nothing when it came to basic self defense, she was as good as dead if she got caught. Her only option would be to flee. In her poor condition, she likely wouldn't get very far.

Winter was upon the land. She headed back east. Back in the direction where Rivenwood lay, somewhere. Back where possibly, she might find her mother awaiting her return. Only, there was one problem. An impossible chain of mountains stood in her way. Mountains she had tested briefly, once before. This time, she arrived to be greeted with the russet, towering rock formations. The ground was split open, like a deep wound. To her surprise, it wasn't desolate. In fact, as she admired natures gateway from a distance, she could smell other wolves. A pack. Her first, since her return. Yet she stood, rooted in place.