Fragmented Hope

The distant lands that she had known for most of her life etched inside her mind. Everything she knew disappeared in a blink of an eye like a lost memory.
It had been a week since she had left the old male to set off on her own new journey. The sun beat down on her, and everything felt hot and made her fur wet with the sweat that dripped from her skin and into her pelt.
The she-wolves emerald optics scanned around, seeing no one or anything she could use to find a nice home or something to keep her from the intensity of the rays.
"I need to get out of this sun," She thought to herself as she panted rapidly to try and cool herself off.
There was nothing to be seen as she lied down to try and relax.