Redtail Rise sunrise on the ridge

Astera had never been farther from the cliffs. She had managed to sneak off the previous morning, when everyone was occupied with food and the new pups. However cute as they were, the now month old critters provided Astera with a distraction every now and then, an opportunity to travel farther than her older packmates would approve of. 

It had all seemed fun at first, but after a day's traveling, hunger and fatigue had caught up with the four month old pup. She dragged her sore paws with each step, scanning the bushes for berries she know were safe to eat. The terrain had quickly changed around her. There were more trees and rocks, and the vast ocean was no longer visible. The night grew colder, so Astera curled up under a tree, and let sleep take her.

She woke up, less tired, but even more famished, to the birds chirping. The sun had started rising, signaling a new day. Oh no! Astera had lost track of time. Now everyone will know I am missing! She got to her feet, stomach rumbling. There was no time to eat, she just had to get home, and hope she was not missed. The trouble was, she had forgotten which way to go. The air smelled of dense trees, rather than salt water. It's ok, I am not lost. I just need to go this way. No, this way. 

All wolves not from Sapphique welcome