Midday. Partly cloudy.
10*F, -2*C
She was at it again. Away from home, and out and about, in completely unfamiliar territory. It was becoming a more common occurrence with Neha Vuesain lately. Not that she didn't love her beautiful lakefront home. She, like her brothers, were simply at that age where you just had to stretch your legs a little and get out and see a little more of the world. There was so much to see and experience. And, others to meet. She knew for a fact that there were other wolves her age out there. Not long ago, on one such adventure, she and @Cernan had the pleasure in bumping into a trio from another pack, not too far away. One dark boy named @Arion ,and two similarly colored females @Bracken and @Ember. Her memory of the encounter was still fresh, and it was more than enough to ignite her desire to try and meet other wolves her own age. Surely they too would be thrilled with meeting the Lake Princess. Wouldn't they?
An endless set of tracks imprinted in the snow, winding in twists, turns and straight lines in the snow, told of her journey. This place didn't look familiar at all. Yup, Neha was lost. But was she worried? Of course not! All the more reason for excitement. She welcomed the challenge of navigating through this deep, shadowy forest in which she found herself now. If she one day wanted to prove herself useful in the pack, be it as a hunter, scout or a healer, she might as well get a head start on developing her skill set. There was only one small problem though. By gods, was she hungry!A sharp jolt through her stomach stopped her dead in her tracks. Her face contorted into a grimace, shoulders hunching forwards and down as she waited for the sensation to subside. This was no way to travel...she would need to keep her energy up if she was to stay out like this. Lifting her head, warm brown eyes searched through and among the trees for any sign of life. For prey. A rabbit, a squirrel...heck, even a small mouse would be better than nothing! Her instincts, paired with curiosity and determination set in, and she turned her eyes to the snowy ground. Slowly, deliberately she move onwards, looking carefully for the slightest sign of tracks in the snow.