A land unknown

[Resolution]

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Psychotic was not great with handling serious situations and I would be lying if I said she had ever done so well. When everyone on Apache Island disappeared she had no idea what to do and for a while she tried to continue on as normal. She swam in the sea and did patrols when in her heart she knew no one would come into the lands and even after a month had passed by she refused to leave the lands. With the breaking of each dawn Psycho would mutter to herself, "She's just gone to get more pack-mates." and continue on as normal but finally, on impulse, she crossed the bridge out of the island and went to look for her best friend. Where she was going? She had no idea. But to be fair Psycho never really had any idea of what she was doing.

Soon she found herself wandering past the liberty shores where they had first met yet onwards she went through the empty unfamiliar lands. Days passed by so quickly she was almost shocked and soon she had lost all track of time. When she was hungry she hunted or at least attempted to but she had never been particularly talented and as she walked she became less plump and soon noticeably thinner.

Psycho had no idea how much time had passed before she finally looked up from her long walk but as she smelled the air she knew that she was no longer near the coast. In fact that was all she knew. Glancing around her, she realized that she must have travelled much farther than she thought since the land was now rocky and harsh unlike the lush grass that used to cover the earth near the beaches. Psycho hesitated for the first time in her journey and sat down slightly confused and stunned for a second. Never had she been in this type of situation before. She was lost, alone, hungry and confused but as she looked around there was no one there to help her.

Psycho shook her head as if to clear her mind of the obvious dilemma she was in and decided that her spirits would not be dampened by a little problem so soon she was on her way again unaware of the fact she was in another's land or where she was going. Stupid as she was being, you have to feel a little pity for the wolf. She had lost everything and fooling herself into thinking she was happy was her own way of handling her problems. As she studied the swirling fog around her she began to hum a tune that she had heard long ago but where it was from she didn't know. The dull echoes that came back from the mountain comforted her though and in some strange way it made her feel less alone.

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Keen had just dealt with that dog when another scent bombarded her nostrils. This time it was a femmae though. Off and running again Keen swerved through the trees. Her eyes just barely cut through the fog. By now her body was beginning to ache. After coming home from the slave grounds, and then up the mountain, down the mountain and now to meet this unknown femmae. Her pads cushioned her fast footfalls.

She happened upon the female when she wasn’t expecting it and she skidded to a stop. The female was a skinny whelp and Keen knew that she could handle her if the wolfess decided to fight. The master couldn’t see this femmae challenging her though. She seemed more skittish than a confident fighter. Keen decided to be friendly. She had nothing to lose after all since of course she could handle this female.

Her ears pricked forward. A small toothless smile appeared on her maw and her eyes softened. Debating Keen finally found the right words to greet this female.

“Hello, I’m sure you have no idea who’s land you are standing on so I’ll introduce myself. My name is Keen.”

Keen faced the female head on with a smile still apparent on her lips. Her pack was surely growing. By now she would have five pack members. That male though, she still didn’t trust him. He was as trust worthy as that slave she picked up. Thaw was the only one in her good standings at the moment, thought that was subject to change at any moment.

The sun was starting to set in her land and she still needed to find a place for her and her pack to sleep. Maybe Thaw had found a place suitable while she had been at the slave grounds. Keen groaned inwardly. If she wanted to ask Thaw she would need to climb back up that mountain. Her body suddenly felt very weary. The limbs of her body still had strength but it was dwindling and fast. Hopefully this female would make this introduction quick. Obviously Keen would offer her a place to stay tonight for there was no way this female would be able to escape the fog this late in the evening.

Her features still soft Keen’s patience was growing slim. Soon she would need to head up the mountain if they were to find Thaw before the day’s end.

“It is growing late Miss. It would be wise of you to continue this conversation and end it as soon as possible for both of our sakes.”