10-15-2021, 12:13 AM
@Poseidon
The rain continued on, just as they had to do. The Queen could be seen running out of the forest, it quite difficult to try and find anything huntable within the forest ; even though some of the fish were flopping around from the overflowing creaks and streams, her children whined for something else. She too desired something other then fish, and the caches were currently either lost from the flooding or being rebuilt - she did not want to waste her packs resources when others desperately needed it as well. She decided to hunt for herself.
Upon breaching the forest, even the plains were soaked in mud. The once luxurious golden grass was now but smoldering mud and damp, she could feel her feet sinking into it. The flowers were still around to be ate, but it wasnn't enough for a wolf to do so. She saw no elk laying in the distance, assuming most continued to stay within The Elk's Crown for any decent shade.
Looking up, Celnes could see the harsh, darkened clouds.
Across she only vaguely make out that of the Winterheart forest, and momentarily narrowed at them. Blooming thoughts occurred, the plan of domination of so, and yet.. She continued to not have time for such matters, thinking that of the flourishment of Elkshire and more gathering of Bearbucks, it was her upmost priority even if greed wanted more land then that she could handle. A backburner plan, for the meanwhile.
Gaze focusing back, her ears twitched at the sound of the rain coming forth. Though she could see it - that of a rabbit. Without skipping a beat did she start to chase after it, while it wouldn't feed all of her children.. It'd feed herself.
The rain continued on, just as they had to do. The Queen could be seen running out of the forest, it quite difficult to try and find anything huntable within the forest ; even though some of the fish were flopping around from the overflowing creaks and streams, her children whined for something else. She too desired something other then fish, and the caches were currently either lost from the flooding or being rebuilt - she did not want to waste her packs resources when others desperately needed it as well. She decided to hunt for herself.
Upon breaching the forest, even the plains were soaked in mud. The once luxurious golden grass was now but smoldering mud and damp, she could feel her feet sinking into it. The flowers were still around to be ate, but it wasnn't enough for a wolf to do so. She saw no elk laying in the distance, assuming most continued to stay within The Elk's Crown for any decent shade.
Looking up, Celnes could see the harsh, darkened clouds.
Across she only vaguely make out that of the Winterheart forest, and momentarily narrowed at them. Blooming thoughts occurred, the plan of domination of so, and yet.. She continued to not have time for such matters, thinking that of the flourishment of Elkshire and more gathering of Bearbucks, it was her upmost priority even if greed wanted more land then that she could handle. A backburner plan, for the meanwhile.
Gaze focusing back, her ears twitched at the sound of the rain coming forth. Though she could see it - that of a rabbit. Without skipping a beat did she start to chase after it, while it wouldn't feed all of her children.. It'd feed herself.
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