Cold and wet and hungry, Vinnie was about ready to call it quits and sit down and cry - but if she did that and a Sevak found her, she’d be done for anyway. Cry-puppies were not needed or welcome in the Sevak family, especially ones who got themselves lost. Her father would never believe that Vinnie had been kidnapped by the strange creatures that sometimes passed through their territory. They’d never paid much attention to them before, so why should they now?
Not that Vinnie thought anyone from her family would find her. She was very far away from anything she knew.
The sun was almost down - or, at least, Vinnie thought it was; she hadn’t been able to see the sun all day thanks to the cloud cover, but it was starting to get darker so night must be falling. She needed to find a place to rest. Maybe tomorrow she would be able to find her bearings.
As Vinnie paused to assess her immediate surroundings, the roar of a waterfall caught her attention. She hadn’t heard it through the sound of her own breathing, but now that she was still and quiet its noise was clear. Vinnie quickly turned and began fighting through the snow that direction. Water meant animals, and animals meant food. Maybe even another wolf to give her some direction.
When she finally made it to the falls, Vinnie stopped and gasped. Even in the fading light, the falls were beautiful. The diffuse light sparkled off ripples and icicles that lined the edges of the pouring water. Despite the cold, Vinnie was drawn forward. Ice crackled under her paws at the edge of the small pool at the foot of the falls. She halted, cold water swirling between her toes. Vinnie closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
She was so tired.