Silver Moraine The Paths Others Have Trod

It does not take Redd long to wander, though she does not go near the mountains she’d come from.  It would take time for her previous health to fill out and for her coat to grow back, but she walked with quiet peace regardless.  What others thought when they saw her did not matter - only that she once more took the mantle of Ulfr.  Things were in the air - she would settle in doing what she could.

The wind brought a shiver to her as it passed over the thinned, patchy fur of her chest.  She saw another nearby but chose to focus on her search, scenting for anything she might successfully bring down.  She did not think they would agree to help one who appeared likely to fail in a larger chase; she would doubt her own chances, were she appraising herself.