Remote Control
The lovely large lady who had once been part of the pack was no longer here. She had left, along with the scarred lady who was family. Ritselli was finding herself taking more time to herself, off in her own little world as she explored. She was trying to practice her hunting techniques, little tracking techniques and such. She was currently trying to track some smaller critters, rabbits and squirrels, as she moved through the mangroves. She was getting frustrated though. Didn't she pass these tracks before? Ritselli would plop her rear end down in the snow, giving a soft sigh.
It wasn't the end of the world certainly, but she wanted to become a great hunter just like Birna! The little girl would think for a moment of her original family, wondering if her father had ever found her momma... her sisters. If they were still all out there somewhere. He promised he would come back but so far he had not done so.
Ritselli would shake her head, letting a smile come back to her head. No. It was alright. She was strong and she would continue to be strong for them. Someday she'd see them all again. Getting back up she'd sniff at the tracks once more as the snow continued to come down. It was collecting upon her coat, making her shiver a little. It was okay though. She liked the snow. It was neat... beautiful. Thinking she had the scent again she would set off once more, tail wagging back and forth. |
| Table by:: Shelby |