Kintla Flatlands And I'll never let him go

@Seabreeze 

The cold of the past week had retreated and Wraen was able to enjoy the warm sunlight of autumn afternoons, while tracking and hunting in the vast plains of Kintla flatlands. With no need to bring back food to hungry mouths at home, she had a new-found joy and excitement for following scents, digging and searching. Here and there her path crossed with those of deer herds on the move, and out of old habit she followed them a little while and checked out the ones that could do for a meal, only to realize that a prey this big was entirely out of her league, while she was on her own. 

Often her mind wanders back to the pack that has probably reached their destination by now, whether all of them are fine and, whether Terance is getting on well with the newly appointed Beta Treason. And lastly, what has Maia decided to do. Wraen had promissed to hang around Sunspire for a while and wait, if and when she returns to her, but she is also ready to accept, if she does not come at all. 

She pauses in her hunt, to cast a thoughtful look around.