Out in the Woods

*Sindre* · 05-27-2018, 10:45 AM

Sindre was all over the map these days. It seemed her restless heart wouldn't have it any other way. Maybe someday she'd find a place to settle down, but in all her years, none so far had jumped out at her. Sindre had traveled far and wide; she'd been to the very bottom of Auster to the very top of Boreas, but there was still much she hadn't seen. Her journey had been lackadaisical to say the least. A stretch here, a sudden turn west there. She chose places carelessly and without thought for tomorrow.

It was that reckless choosing that had brought her to the forest of giants. If she could say one thing about her way of traveling it would be that everyday was an adventure. She didn't know what was around the corner and not only was that freeing, but it was exciting. Sindre started each day wondering what kind of trouble she could drum up.

Speaking of trouble, Sindre had her sights set on the kill of a mountain lion. It was a small goat of some sort and heavily picked over. The carcass had been torn in two uneven pieces. Because the back end was basically just the legs, Sindre thought she could make off with it. The mountain lion it belonged to was sleeping atop a nearby outcropping. If she was quiet and quick, maybe, just maybe, she could get a free meal.

A flash of orange drew her gaze away from the kill and towards the opposite side of the clearing. A wolf was headed her way and by the look of him, he didn't appear to know what he was walking in to. Sindre gave a low woof to grab his attention then jerked her head in the direction of the outcropping. As she gazed at the stranger, she had an idea. She grinned at him, hoping to rope him into her scheme by motioning to the carcass and then over her shoulder. Hopefully he'd catch on and realize she wanted him to help her make off with the kill.

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