It was impossible to count the number of times that Isi had gotten lost in the past months. It had all begun a year ago in fact actually, life had finally seemed that it could look up again, and then suddenly everything was torn away from her. She was Isi though, of course she bounced back each time, wouldn't let it get her down but there wasn't anything she could do about that sense of direction she just had to keep on plodding around and something would happen, good or bad, sooner or later.
Bad was going to come first. She'd began to hunt earlier, chasing after a rabbit that took her on a path straight into the briars. Rather hungry and unaware of how thick the brambles might get, she continued along this path, soon regretting it however as the brambles did indeed get thicker before she finally pulled herself out free on the other side of the lands. There she stood very much a loser in this game, still hungry and looking somewhat like a porcupine with thorns still caught in her fur and many even having pierced the skin, and leaving behind an array of cuts, scratches and puncture holes that all bled.
A part of her wished she'd paid attention in any of those healing lessons, well actually better yet she wished she had a longer neck so she could reach some of those awkward thorns that no matter which way she twisted and turned simply couldn't be grasped. Yeah, was probably better to start with those ones on her legs first and the parts of her sides and back she actually could reach. "Oww!" Came an exclamation as one pricked her tongue, hastily she spat it out, though returned with the same vigour to the next thorn only to make the same mistake.