Discoveries and more

Ultyr had wanted to hunt in the north and she had been told to sit and wait for him. So she had, until her thinner coat wasn't keeping her as warm now. She had decided it would be okay to find someplace more sheltered than the open tundra he had left her on. Though she wasn't stupid enough to not leave him a way to track her. So that's what she did, she had rubbed her side on things as she moved to leave him a way to find her. She told herself if he didn't show up by dark though she was going to find a forest and an old fox den or something to spend the night in. Better to be safe than sorry, he'd forgive her for thinking right?

She moved along the frozen expanse, but something caught her attention. Was that a wall of bodies along what reeked of piss and decay? A pack border? What kind of monsters lived there? The scent made her stomach lurch, bile rising up and expelled upon the snow. Shit.... that was the third time today. She didn't feel sick though. But maybe she should try to find a healer one of the times Ultyr was hunting. She spit as much of the acrid taste from her mouth as she could and moved on. She hated this stench. Her stomach was definitely running out of things to empty by now though right? She kept moving.

Only to stop as she came on a crumbling rock wall. A piece of fur catching her eye. It was far enough from the wall of bodies it couldn't be part of that mess. She moved to it taking a whiff, before planting her haunches and grasping it in her paw and turning it over and over in her paw. There was that familiarity again but she couldn't place it. It was lupine in nature but who did this scent belong to? Her expression was of puzzlement as she sat there trying to figure it out. There was a splatter of blood nearby, but it didn't smell like the clump of fur. What was it about this scent, she should recognize it but the recognition wasn't there. It was grey almost like her but had a bit of pinkish tones and some what looked like streaks of black. Who did this belong to? Her eyes she felt watering, and she tried to blink the tears away, but they spilled over regardless. The fuck? Now she was crying? Over a scent and fur? Could she get any stupider? Why did this fur make her sad? She didn't recognize it, didn't know the dried blood either. Her ears pressed and she sighed a breath of her frustration.

"Things I Hear"