RE: Goodbye Silvia
05-08-2017, 04:44 AM
You try to discern which way is south. Unfortunately you can't see the sun through the thick clouds and falling snow, so you can't be certain of any direction.
The hunger pangs are burning in your abdomen, enough so that you can't focus on anything else. You decide it's time to hunt for something with more sustenance than a worm.
You wander off into the snowfields, nostrils flared, hoping to catch the scent of something you can kill. It is not long before you catch the intoxicating smell of blood on the wind. You trace it back to its source. From over a bank of snow you can see three wolves fighting over the carcass of a caribou. The kill looks fresh, and squinting you can make out the edges of the caribou's herd moving in the distance. The wolves haven't noticed you. What now?
The hunger pangs are burning in your abdomen, enough so that you can't focus on anything else. You decide it's time to hunt for something with more sustenance than a worm.
You wander off into the snowfields, nostrils flared, hoping to catch the scent of something you can kill. It is not long before you catch the intoxicating smell of blood on the wind. You trace it back to its source. From over a bank of snow you can see three wolves fighting over the carcass of a caribou. The kill looks fresh, and squinting you can make out the edges of the caribou's herd moving in the distance. The wolves haven't noticed you. What now?