// yael is in another thread on the mountain doing a semi dangerous hunt, so i’m putting this up with the mindset that she may get hurt there.. so, if she does, this happened *before* that :p //
Yael walked slowly on the edge of a small stream, following it to where it met up with the larger ones. One important rule for traveling - always stay with your water source. She could hear her father’s voice in her head. Follow the river home. She chuffed audibly at the thought. Where were you now, father? What good were you now?
It was finally starting to get a bit hot out. It was a welcome change, as the bitter cold nights in the mountain ranges were almost unbearable. Yael grew up among ice and snow, and never knew a true summer as a young wolf. The more south she traveled, the more she was surprised. Animals she’d never seen (or eaten) appeared, as well as birds, and fish.
She walked with no real destination in mind. Just aimlessly following the river south. As far away from the north as possible.
Oct 08, 2018 05:57 PM
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