lean on me -

With today's weather being nicer than usual, Loccian thought it would be a good time to go out hunting. Reficul was a growing child, she needed food a bit more than her new mother. So here she was, paws carrying her through the land, passing the borders of Seracia. She already knew what was within the pack lands, and that wasn't very much, so she thought it would be a good idea to try past the borders.

With stomach grumbling the shewolf had more of a drive. Normally should would have a biteful of something small every now and then, which would be a reason to why she was thin most of the time. She still had trouble with her appetite, but slowly it was getting better. Her body was growing, ribs no longer visible, becoming lean.

A shiver ran across her left shoulder, paws coming to a stop, head reaching around to rub her cheek against the scar. She hated winters, no matter how warm the rest of her body was, a single breeze could change that when it passed over the bare flesh. She managed though, someone covering it with some herbs and plants to keep the warmth, but most of the time was unable to due to the low resources when the land froze over.

With a flick of her tail the shewolf moved on, dull grey orbs running over the changing terrain. The land went from crops and large cows to open land with little trees, and rivers, big and small cutting through the land. An ear perked up as she lifted her head, listening for others nearby, nose sniffing the air. Nothing, then again, the wind was blowing away from her.

Continuing on Loccian came upon a river, stopping a few inches from the edge of the bank, head down, looking below the surface at the creatures swimming around. Her head tilted to the side in curiosity, tail slowly swaying behind her. For now the depression was low, her attention on the small things swimming around in the water.


"normal.
talk.
think.
you"

Will you help me?