[ meta srp ] Go West (Ripples of Light)

[medigel]

Early in the morning, Rip decided it was time to rise and shine. Glory had given his mandate: sally forth and double check the lands, and be wary of whatever might have spilled out of that wretched rend in the air. If she didn't know any better, she might have thought something powerful was taunting them. Or if she were more religious, she would have considered this the opportunity to test themselves as ordered by this unknown higher being.

But Ripples of Light was a pragmatist through and through. Gods did not exist: only spirits did, little more than outrageous and unnatural prey. Mutants, even.

[ wc 105 ]  

[medigel]

Rip prided herself on her ability to do anything well if she put her mind to it. Anything. Even as a pup, she had been fiercely competitive not just with her brother but her mother as well, stating almost on the daily that she would one day surpass Shudders of Daybreak, and that Wrinkles in Time would always be following her trail. Greatness was in all of their blood, and never once did she doubt herself when it came to working.

Which is why the lack of prey bothered her. It wasn't her fault there was nothing, of course - perhaps the animals were simply more scarce than she had previously thought.

[ wc: 111 ]
 

[medigel]

Thus, she stopped and considered the landscape. The forest was beginning to lighten with the coming of the sun, its shadows turning gray rather than black. Ripples of Light knew there was an open area within this particular copse of trees and stalked her way forward. Looking intently, she came across the faint imprint of a hoof mark in the snow and followed it, finding more and more as she followed. When she reached the spot she had envisioned, there were no deer...but they had clearly been here at least recently.

Smirking to herself, the she-wolf continued her morning constitutional turned scouting.

[ wc: 102 ]
[ points gained: 4 ]  

[medigel]

Yes, so if they were on this path...Ripples of Light fell back on old memories of her training, some with her mother, most with other pack members that she sneered at internally. How could they be better than Shudders, after all? Let's see...If it was the path she was thinking of, then if she took a bend at the river and past that lightning struck tree...

There! Her nose picked up the scent of deer, and it was stronger now. It was a decently sized herd as well. Her spirits began to soar as she moved onward after the tracks.

[ wc 100 ]
[ points gained: 4 ]  

[medigel]

She shouldn't have gotten her hopes up, she knew. Ripples of Light was normally better at restraining her emotions. It was just that showcasing her talents beyond historian, or showing off her prowess and greatness in all things required by the pack, stirred up an impulsiveness in her that could sometimes be the bane of her existence. Whether it was that distraction or simply a wrong turn, the scent and hoof prints eventually faded away...and she was back at square one.

No, Rip told herself with a frown. She had an idea now of where the herd could be. It was nothing to report about, and if she kept it to herself and ventured out at a later time...Yes...Or perhaps she might have to employ Wrinkles of Time after all...

[ wc 130 ]

[ TOTAL WC: 556 ]