Great Bear Wilderness Daydreamland of skeptical mind
Private  October 12, 2019, 12:32 PM
Sarah
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@Maiira 

Sarah found that being away from Lost Creek Hollow did make a little difference in her indifferent state of mind. Feelings and emotions of any kind were dormant, but her rational mind had endless resources of curiousity. So, after a day or two of hesitation right by the mountain crossing that led back to the valley she had called home for the past year, she decided to extend her stay. Indefinitely.

It was evident that the land had suffered here just as much as it had elsewhere. And the absence of the coarse music of the rutting season and the pungent smell of deer, was over-powering. Of course, she did not know, if there had been any herds here to begin with and it was likely that her expectations were based on past experience not actual facts. But something had to feed the wolf packs that resided here. And from what she had gathered already, there were many.

By a chance she happened upon a forgotten cache near a forest edge and being an opportunist by nature, she unearthed it quickly and pulled out the half-rotten/half-frozen morsels. In her hungry state, however, she was not too picky. Sarah settled down and began to eat.
October 12, 2019, 12:47 PM
Maiira
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Maiira had been moving steadily away from the Hinterlands for days, and now she was deep in new territory. Crossing the mountain range had been treacherous, what with the earthquakes and rockslides recently. Even being in forests could be dangerous. She’d been wandering through a few when suddenly a tree would be ripped up from the ground in a matter of seconds. It was as if the gods were angry. At first she had thought they were angry at her specifically, but the damage was everywhere she went, often there before she arrived. The gods, it seemed, were angry at the world.

What could you do when the gods were angry at the entire world? Maiira figured there was nothing you could do, but simply wait til the disaster was over. But how long would that take? Months? Years? It would be a scary world if this anger lasted much longer. No one was safe in such a world. Not that Maiira cared much for her own safety. She often spent so much time in her own head that she forgot to eat, and a creature like that didn’t really care if she died. She was hungry, though, what with Autumn being in full swing now. It was colder, especially at night, and food was much harder to come by. Maiira was used to hunger, though. And used to being alone.

So, when she came across both another wolf and food, she was surprised. This food was taken, however, and Maiira was not stupid enough to put herself between a fully-blooded wolf and its food. She stayed far back, out of harm’s reach, eyeing the eating female curiously. “Greetings, friend,” she said evenly, cautiously, wondering what the wolf would do if it were interrupted while eating. She kept the muscles in her legs taut lest she need to spring away quickly. “This one seems to have found the jackpot, no?”
October 13, 2019, 12:02 PM
Sarah
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Sarah had neither expected, nor wished for a company. She was that person in a crowd-filled bar, who looked very self-sufficient and content in the company of her own whiskey glass. And had just as much space around her as a functioning antibiotic sensitivity test. You just did not approach her and start a conversation of any kind. 

So, no surprise here that the stranger was not greeted either cordially or civilly. Without stopping to chew on a piece of hide, she looked up and regarded the other wolf distrustfully. It poured honeysweet words in her ears, but she bought none of it and did not have to look far for a reason. She put a possessive paw over her lunch and continued to stare at the unwelcome companion. Perhaps it had more to say.
October 24, 2019, 02:38 PM
Maiira
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Oof, sorry for the wait and how short this is.

Maiira could not help but laugh at the grumpy expression on the woman’s face, as well as the possessive paw she placed over her food. She threw her head back and laughed, then grinned at the stranger. “Oh, no, no, no, my friend! Maiira has no intention of stealing this one’s food. Maiira is perfectly capable of hunting for herself. She simply wanted to start a conversation, yes?” Her ears perked hopefully, and she waited to see what the woman would do or say now. Still, she remained cautious. When it came to food, wolves could quickly turn hostile, so Maiira retained her distance and watched.
October 29, 2019, 03:26 PM
Sarah
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Well, if the red-wolf wished for a conversation she had chosen the wrong petri dish. Sarah was a single bacteria on an enriched medium and unlike her prokaryotic relatives, did not feel the need to replicate and form sister colonies there to have company. No, no, no. She was a selfish little bastard, who wanted to keep the food-space all to herself. Cocci or rods of other kinds were not welcome either.

But microbiology metaphors aside (okay, just one more), Sarah realized that she would be forced to share her comfy dish with another one for the time being. From the looks of all things - it was better that both jaws were occupied. Her - with eating, the other - with talking. "What do you want to discuss?" she asked, letting the hide go for the time being.
November 21, 2019, 02:19 PM
Maiira
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HELLO I’M SORRY.

Maiira was actually quite surprised that the grumpy wolf even wished to converse at all. “Ah,” she said, chuckling. “Well, Maiira has… no idea,” she admitted, when asked what she wanted to talk about. “Perhaps this one could tell me of any nearby packs? So that she may avoid them, of course. Most wolves do not appreciate half-breeds, you see.” Another chuckle, this one much darker. Being chased away from pack lands was something Maiira was well acquainted with, something that had happened many times before. She looked so much like her coyote mother that most wolves did not even stop to check what she truly was before giving chase. Accordingly, Maiira was very good at running quickly.

She settled down, though still far enough away from the other so as not to seem threatening.
November 23, 2019, 05:14 PM
Sarah
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Sarah listened to Maiira talk, did not take notice of the odd manner of her speech, deemed her weird and suspicious right away (nothing personal - that was just the way she thought about most other people; it was for practical reasons - if you did not have high expectations, you could not be disappointed) and snorted, when the speech finished with - "people do not like half-breeds".

"That is crap," she told her curtly and it was not clear, whether her statement referred to the whole story or separate parts of it. She also did not burden her with making any clarifications. Instead she leaned down to gnaw on the hide again and seemed to be done with talking for the time being.