The seasons were clearly changing and the breeze was starting to cool. No matter how much Trisdi enjoyed the geyser with its plentiful hot springs, it wasn’t going to be as ideal of a place to find food in the coming winter. She had to move south. But the geyser’s land was surrounded by pack territories in any direction but north. Tris had to be strategic with her next moves.
The small wolf neared the northernmost pack border of the lake, but stayed a safe distance away. The tall, dry autumn grasses helped her blend in, but she didn’t attempt to hide. She stood tall, ears perked and eyes on the lookout for any movement.
Trisdi stood there for a good while before she sighed to herself. Sure, it may not have been a long time in actuality, but she knew she couldn’t move further without being perceived as a potential threat. And so, she continued to stand, breathing in tandem with the changing winds that ruffled her fur.
Her goal was simple: ask for safe passage to the open territories to the south. Trisdi cared a bit too much about her own skin than to risk making enemies of an entire kingdom so if they declined, she’d have to find another way around. Who knows? Maybe they’d be generous and either allow her passage or escort her through. Or maybe their conversations could lead to something else? It was worth taking the chance, at least.
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