Starry Eyes

Alina had stayed here for quite a bit. Wherever here was; all she knew was that there had been a few other wolves, and that she was hungry. And that she missed her mother, wherever she was. She wanted to go back to her, but she wasn't exactly sure where back was. She had to face it.

Alina was lost. Well, not exactly lost. Could she be lost if she had never left the place she had found?

She had lost any sign of her mother, anyways. The blind pup was regretting leaving by now. And the two she had met were likely gone by now. What were their names, again? She couldn't remember for sure, but she had heard one say that they were a Fennec Fox. Not that it helped. She couldn't find them if she didn't even know what they looked like.

A huff leaving the white and black pup, she lay down, although she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep for the rumbling in her stomach.