Black and White

Asheila had become used to the loner life outside of The Hallows again, really going back into her roots. Once a pup she longed for adventure and independence, so it didn't take too much to adjust to. She couldn't help but think of her family back inside The Hallows though. She knew they probably worried about her, but at least they knew she was safe and nearby. The rest she took day by day.

She had made her way to Aspen Dam in search of some prey to hunt. Things were more difficult on her own, but nothing she couldn't manage. Quiet paws across the golden fall trees, she scented the air for what could have been nearby. Checking around some of the rustled areas an eye out for tracks. Soon she would have her target, but she would have to strategize once she laid eyes.

As she moved about the birch trees, it was clear of her intent to hunt with focused eyes and ready stance, careful to stay low and quiet. The pig like creatures were easy to spot in this terrain with their darker appearance against the lighter woods. Just a single Tapir. There were surely more nearby, but this one had taken a detour for a drink of water. Stomach laid down in the brush as she scanned the area, looking for the easiest way to catch her prey quickly.

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"Ashelia Carpathius"