Fight me, then

For now she was sticking near the pack, for however long that lasted anyway. Of course that didn't mean she was relegating herself to staying within the pack's lands. In fact, she'd probably die of boredom if she did such a thing. No, she just wasn't going gallivanting off to other sides of the continent for a while. Her mom had seemed a bit ill when Caelestis returned from her last adventure and it was beginning to worry her. She knew her parents were old naturally, but she hadn't really let herself realize what that meant until quite recently with that horrible cough and the arthritis that Caelum was developing.

Sitting at the top of the falls, she was munching absently on a rabbit she'd caught. It wasn't really hitting the spot, but that was probably because she wasn't really all that hungry. After staring down at the shimmering water that cascaded down the rocks below for a long while she finally ended up flinging the half-chewed carcass to the side into the brush where it landed with the cracking of sticks.

Moving to stand in the middle of the clearing above the falls, Caelestis decided to let loose a howl and see who answered. Maybe just a curious passerby, or, if she was really lucky someone who was looking for a short spar or fighting lesson might appear. That'd be ideal. Without further hesitation she threw back her head and let her call ring out. Please, let somebody come break up the monotony of her day.