(AW)So cold

Her inactivity within this pack she admitted wasn't the best, it was a disgrace for her clan and for all she was taught. She knew this was unacceptable and any consequences were fairly expected but Izanami wasn't the type of wolf to cry over her failures or stay flying around something she did wrong to the point of being weak. Instead of that she always focused on fixing what went wrong, in being better in what she failed and just do it. Regardless what others thought of her she just moved forwards and it was impossible to stop her from the path she had chosen. And now that she was dropped from the rank she started with it wouldn't stop her from keeping up with her duties, patrolling and guarding, gathering information and exploring all of that wouldn't stop for that shit.

Early in the morning, the shinobi in training was on a patrol at first, and as she did she was planning her day using the quietness this time of the morning provided for a more peaceful clearing of mind and contemplation. Slender but quick legs carried her along the scent markings with eyes of silver dressed in coldness, showing any single hint of emotions if she ever had them. After she was done for now she stopped for a moment to contemplate an incoming idea, well more than just one idea. She needed pelts for her den, as the ones she had were now wasted and weren't working good enough to keep her warm. But if she wanted of better quality she needed pelts of animals with thick furs. Those that lived in cold environments so perhaps she could go to one of those places? But as she guessed that being spring now she would need to go too far, and she went south hoping to find a good place. Well in her home land icy regions were in both hemispheres but she doubted this place would have the same conditions. But she had to try.

Sometime later she arrived at a place she never saw before, a bridge of solid ice width and as far as she could tell led to land that she could faintly see from her side. Mountains were across the bridge that in the same time cut through an expanded extension of the ocean. Smoke ripped from her nose like clouds between each exhalation.

Looking around she hoped to find a good animal to use their pelt. Foxes, bears, and anything would be of use. But perhaps an armor too could be found if she went to be more productive. Well, she would try to find both ideas, armor, and bedding. But this ice could be a big obstacle as a slip could send her to either falling into the freezing waters or injure herself with the fall.

And there is when she saw movement into the bridge, a bear cub. A lost one. Eyes narrowed into the creature and looking around she didn't see their mother. Well, it could be unfortunate for the bear at least as a bear’s fur worked perfectly for being warm. So for both getting benefit from the situation and soaring their suffering, they wouldn't survive on their own. So everyone won and she was taught to be ruthless in order to survive and as far as she knew she could end it quickly. A quick bite on the top of the spine and that’s it.

Quickly she ran toward the bear with her specialty of being quick in her attack but the ice was making it hard to gain speed. She had to be mindful of the ice under her paws hoping not to fall. And there the bear was late to notice her approach and it was late when it did as she was now snapping at the base of their skull where the skull met with the spine and hardly she bit down. Hard and trashing her head until blood started to pour and soon the bear fell from its wounds.

All done she placed the not that small bear(4 months old bear) and now ready to go back to her home. But before leaving she took her time to think about when the true spring should arrive. The warmth could be back but she didn't know but for now, she would wait and endure as she did everything in her life. Quickly she nodded and with her price she walked attempting to return home, blood coating her neck. But soon a roar came and as she looked up a grizzly bear stood between her and the mainland. The mother of her fresh kill, snarling she wasn't going to stand down but alone she wouldn't be able to fight it and soon it charged toward her.

WC- 804

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