I get these cravings, to get out and escape

Rivin

Rivin had seen this land in passing, but never before had the yearling entered it. Now that the Pirates had returned from the raid and the cuts over the right side of her face and eye were healing. She’d been lucky she hadn’t lost her eye. Dumb koi kid. He looked kind of nice, but she’d decided she hated his guts… and at some point she’d be back for round two. Later though, once she’d had some more luck in fighting things. Was kind of stupid to run back to someone immediately after getting your ass handed to you and expect things to be different. That was fine though. All in all Rivin thought she did well for her first raid. She had bested that first koi wolf, and he had been older! Lark had really come in clutch there at the end. Rivin cast a glance towards the bobcat as he padded alongside her.

He was loyal, dutiful, obedient. Rivin liked having him with her to go to places like this. The feline bristled as they moved through the land. “Many animals fear the Barren Hills,” He told Rivin. “The earth shifts, ripping up trees without warning, and collapsing the tunnels under the earth just as fast as it made them. Don’t go under the surface.” A warning. He raced ahead, leaving the yearling behind as she walked in the dying light of evening. Probably not the most ideal time to be wandering in a land that could swallow you up, but hey, Rivin didn’t exactly like planning things out all the time. Life was too short to plan every move. Sometimes you need to wing it.

That feeling within her began to stir again and Rivin slowed, claws biting into the soil. That whisper, that voice within calling her name. Rivin flicked her ears back and narrowed her eyes. Some help that feeling had been in the raid! But wasn’t I? Rivin growled lightly. You can feel me, you can tap into my strength… A coo, the voice more of a feeling within her mind and body, part of her. Rivin snorted, turning, and, as she did so, realizing that she could see another wolf. Wait… wasn’t that another one of the pirates? He’d been at the raid too. Gilly…something… right? Maybe it was about time she learned his proper name. He shared the same rank as her dad after all.

“Yo,” She called out to him. “Some raid, huh? Heard you kicked the ass of both your opponents.” Would that be enough to catch his attention? Or would he ignore her as just another kid?

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I get these cravings, to get out and escape

Gilgamesh

Rivin