02-07-2019, 04:02 PM
National Geographic wanted to send a whole entorage with her and Sierra declined repeatedly. "I don't need all of you trapsing behind me. Stay here I'll call if I need you to pick me up." She had a satelite phone with GPS for that very reason. Their expense!
So by the time Sierra was alone in the pack lands she could feel the peace of the woods. The world was right. There were no two-legs around for miles and miles. It was bliss.
Never pounced around Sierra's feet, his exuberance was infections. She sent a image that said she was coming as fast as her legs could carry her, and he returned it with the equivalent of an eye roll. Kids of any species were always the same. But it made Sierra happy to have a companion with her. Out of sight of two-leggers Sierra had taken out her contacts and she felt free - more her self than ever before. There was something about the lands where wolves roamed free that made her happy.
She reached out into the winds looking for pack. Images of safe, and home and may I come to you? Her pack was far away, but she reached out to the locals. It was custom, but what she found was restlessness. She sent an image of her and her pup, looking for pack, needing pack. But more importantly wanting pack. The images came back the same, strange things afoot. Wariness.
Sierra sent out the offer to help. Which was accepted, with a bit of caution. But the wolf divulged their location and Sierra told them she'd be there soon. They'd be there. But it was a distance yet.
Sierra slung her deer skin pack over her shoulder and insured her camera was safely around her neck before setting off in the direction of pack. And now the fun begins she thought to Never who only happily agreed.
So by the time Sierra was alone in the pack lands she could feel the peace of the woods. The world was right. There were no two-legs around for miles and miles. It was bliss.
Never pounced around Sierra's feet, his exuberance was infections. She sent a image that said she was coming as fast as her legs could carry her, and he returned it with the equivalent of an eye roll. Kids of any species were always the same. But it made Sierra happy to have a companion with her. Out of sight of two-leggers Sierra had taken out her contacts and she felt free - more her self than ever before. There was something about the lands where wolves roamed free that made her happy.
She reached out into the winds looking for pack. Images of safe, and home and may I come to you? Her pack was far away, but she reached out to the locals. It was custom, but what she found was restlessness. She sent an image of her and her pup, looking for pack, needing pack. But more importantly wanting pack. The images came back the same, strange things afoot. Wariness.
Sierra sent out the offer to help. Which was accepted, with a bit of caution. But the wolf divulged their location and Sierra told them she'd be there soon. They'd be there. But it was a distance yet.
Sierra slung her deer skin pack over her shoulder and insured her camera was safely around her neck before setting off in the direction of pack. And now the fun begins she thought to Never who only happily agreed.