Where the fruit cakes?

The silver wraith moved with a silent grace across the shimmering sands of The Bifrost, her ghostly pale blue eyes scanning the area with precision. The malabsorption had left her lean, but every step was elegant and deliberate, a show of her strength and resilience no matter the odds. The sun bore down, and though the heat did little to bother her gray and white striped coat, the hunger gnawing at her belly was a constant reminder of the need to find sustenance.

As she prowled closer to the edge of the land bridge, she spotted a figure. A wolf, sleek and dark-pigmented with.. spotting like her own kind? Interesting. The wolf was clearly disoriented and struggling against the elements, so Graive paused, her mind quickly assessing the situation. The wolf, with his eyes narrowed and stinging from the salt water and sun, presented an opportunity as she watched his visible struggle with a need for shade and water. He was clearly vulnerable; a potentially easy target. Her cold-hearted nature considered the options; did she take advantage of one easy meal (her predatory instincts almost salivating at the thought) or did she take the chance to possibly secure several easy meals?

Graive was often driven by a sense of order and balance. The wolf's plight stirred something pragmatic within her, taking down a single wolf might satiate her hunger temporarily, but it wouldn't solve her larger problem of needing consistent nourishment. This wolf might be more useful alive than dead. A second set of eyes and ears might increase her chances of success for herself.

Deciding, she continued approaching the wolf cautiously but without menace, her large frame casting a shadow over him even though she was still two feet away. "You look lost," she stated coolly, her voice devoid of emotion but carrying a hint of authority. "And I do not think you will survive out here alone and in your condition."

She looked down at the wolf, wondering if he would think her a predator.. if he was confused. Graive continued, "I need help hunting. I'll help you, then you can help me. It's simple. What do you say?" She watched him carefully, waiting for his response, already slightly regretting the alliance she was proposing.

[ 1/3 Explored a new land (The Bifrost) ]
[ 1/3 Crossed difficult terrain (The Bifrost) ]