and she picks her way over yet another incline, her stomach empty still, the gangly girl sighs. things have been dreary, as of late; just as quickly as she'd found her way back home had Blackfeather disbanded. this was not entirely upsetting; she'd never cared for the wood but rather the family she'd left there. she had them at least, albeit she'd often wander away from @Rowan and @Moonshadow to hunt, as she had now.
the mountains make for piss-poor hunting grounds. she's rather terrible at hunting the big prey here, the goats and odd herd of deer on the lower altitudes. they simply fly up the slopes as if they know some secret rock-climbing method she doesn't. smaller prey is easier, but they've lots of places to hide in the rock and tightly-knit woodland.
it's been a day, or two, since she's seen her kin last. it strikes here that there's been rather little sign of any other wolves for a while now, and so tilts back her muzzle and howls, a gentle question—is she really alone, here?
the mountains make for piss-poor hunting grounds. she's rather terrible at hunting the big prey here, the goats and odd herd of deer on the lower altitudes. they simply fly up the slopes as if they know some secret rock-climbing method she doesn't. smaller prey is easier, but they've lots of places to hide in the rock and tightly-knit woodland.
it's been a day, or two, since she's seen her kin last. it strikes here that there's been rather little sign of any other wolves for a while now, and so tilts back her muzzle and howls, a gentle question—is she really alone, here?
uh oh -- this character is harbouring the rabies virus and is contagious!
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