Running with the wolves

 Some of you may have noticed I haven't been very active. I'm pretty new so it may not seem like much but I tend to be pretty active and respond quickly. However, there's been a lot going on in the past few weeks (literally like 5 family crises). I feel bad about not being on so much and probably missing things.

Ooops. But there's been so much going on and I'm not even at home (haven't been for the past two weeks). I should get home around the sixth, though, and I'll be back to normal posting around the 7th or 8th.

Sorry for leaving everyone hanging! I may reply to a bit after posting this but probably not. I think I'll just do the activity check and then go. Dreamwidth is having a bit of trouble loading on this wonky internet connection. I hope no one minds a totally late reply! You can choose to leave it be, if you'd like, or respond. 

<3 Have a good daaay.

[She glances around, baring her teeth. She isn't used to the scent of this place. Honestly, she doesn't even know where she is. She searches the room but there's nothing that gives her a clue. She spots a journal on the table next to her bed and flips it open curiously. The pages are unfamiliar, although she recognizes what it is meant for. There are buttons and she presses one to see what will happen. Her voice is low and lilting with an odd roughness to it.]

This is different from the journals I've seen. I'm not sure what it is. I can feel in my bones that the pack isn't here. It feels horrible. I've lost so many families.

[She lets out a low whine and sighs.]

But I suppose I'll have to deal with it. Pain is temporary and when your habitat changes, you have to adapt or die. I've gotten through it before and I will again. I'll scour every inch of this place and memorize it head to toe. I will know every rock and tree and blade of grass. It's hunt or be hunted; kill or be killed.

[There was a moment of silence before she spoke again.]

This is a game I intend to win.