February 19, 2019, 01:19 PM
(This post was last modified: February 19, 2019, 01:19 PM by Annaliese.)
Her journey took her further westward; snow and hunger affecting the speed of her travels, but nonetheless, the red wolf kept her head up. Eventually, she knew, there would be more than just fellow lone wolves to occupy her time. Annaliese may have picked the worst season to branch on her own, but she found herself learning every day because of it. She wouldn’t have made it out here, after all, if it weren’t for adapting to every step in the way. Her ears folded against the wind, the yearling was unaware of how close she was to a pack—the wind twisting the scent away.
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