Palpable heat rose from the Earth, a strange occurrence she'd yet to come across in her travels. Insatiable curiosity would not allow her to pass up the opportunity to find it's source, and so her paws changed course. It wasn't the first time, and Namid was positive it wouldn't be the last. Being nomadic had it's perks, namely a lack of responsibility and the potential to see all there was to see. A full life wasn't one spent with alpha's breathing rules down her neck, or constantly having to prove her abilities. No. Alone, the tawny girl could be the judge of her own self-worth, and it was beautiful.
Gliding across the terrain, Namid couldn't help but appreciate the feel of soil between her pads. The night sky, the breeze, the adventure, everything was as it should be. Her mother would be so proud. Nearing her destination, the aroma of vapor, and minerals became quite intoxicating. Light headed, and admittedly a little giddy at the prospective of finding something knew, the wanderer pressed on with an increased speed. Luckily it seemed she was all alone, and could enjoy the breathtaking sights in peace.