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*Laeta* · 10-08-2022, 05:05 PM

Laeta loved exploring the lands beyond the castle, loved venturing even into familiar territories just for yet another stroll. Some days were better than others, in terms of her physical health. Early onset arthritis flared on and off, like it was its own entity living inside of her. Today just happened to be a day where the woman would have to limit herself to Hallowed lands, as much as she wished to venture towards the Bifrost. Her joints ached something fierce, and in combination with the frosted earth and occasional sprinkling of snow upon the usually warm continent, it made it difficult for her to venture anywhere new today. She insisted Mel stay behind in the castle though, as much as she felt it would've been wise to have the badger by her side. But he was sluggish in the winter, and it wore heavily on his season of hibernation, so she left him to rest in her room.

The monochromatic she-wolf padded somewhat stiffly into the wildberry grove she so enjoyed, and though her bony figure and twig-like limbs carried her about like a much older wolf than she really was, she paid the cold no mind. The trees were bare, their scraggly branches interrupting the blue sky's view even without the usual canopy of leaves. Though her wrists and hips snapped and cracked between her occasional snapping of broken twigs underfoot, she continued onward to satisfy her wanderlust, ruby eyes twinkling with unbridled joy and a soft smile to match. Lae hadn't realized just how far she'd wandered until she had reached what was essentially the border between claimed land and neutral territory - a feat considering her pain level today. Pausing on the cusp of the pack scent versus none, the woman stopped to let her limbs rest, only to hear a raspy bark nearby. Ears perked, she recognized it being the sound of a child. Concern racked her brain as she frowned and furrowed her brow, picking up the pace despite her joints' protests to see a young puppy, looking like he wasn't so much lost, but definitely not from the Hallows.

The pup carried a different scent, one that she was yet unaware of being the bamboo pack further south. Nonetheless, the woman gently lowered her head to the exploring pup, hoping to get his attention just as he grabbed hers. Just in a more gentle way. Ruby eyes kind and soft, she smiled before quietly asking the child, "Hello, little dear. Are you lost?"

Word count: 421

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