Blackfoot Forest summertime sadness

Aysun had taken it upon herself to explore as often as she could -- where there was daylight, she could be seen scaling rocks and hills in an effort to see further afield, and by night was either in Northstar Vale or in a clear spot where the stars were easily seen.

That was on thing that she missed the most about home, the deep timbre of her fathers voice lulling her and her sister into sleep as he spoke about stars and what it meant to hear them speak their stories. She had never understood what he meant, but had often found him sitting with his eyes closed at the edge of their den with a gentle smile on his face. Memories like that hit home for the young Savas, and she had to shake her head to rid herself of the image as she continued on through the forest.

All was quiet in the forest as the predator passed beneath the canopy, and it was only when a rabbit shot out of the undergrowth that she stiffened, raising her head to sniff at the air. Her fiery eyes narrowed quizzically at the scent that came through the trees, and she padded carefully towards it. She froze in her tracks as the pale figure of a wolf filtered through the trees -- his glowering gaze focused on what had maybe been his lunch. She emerged slowly, her head low between her shoulders though there was a friendly twitch at the end of her tail.

"I think it went that way," she gestured with her long nose, a crooked grin making its way to her features as she took in the mussed appearance of his coat (were there leaves in his fur?) and she leaned in closer, her brows coming together bemusedly, "You from around here?"