Jade Fern Grove gold in your eyes, dancing like fire

Currituck gets pretty far by her standards. There’s no real goal to her direction, either, but there’s no doubt she’ll find her way! It can’t be that far, anyway. But her journey is cut short when the dark wolf sweeps her off the ground by the scruff, her small frame curling in upon itself out of reflex. She huffs in displeasure, squirming despite the grip, but she doesn’t have the energy to really put up much of a fight, ultimately drooping in the grip of the older wolf.