All That Remains [Open]

Staring down at the falls, Reaver tucked her tail around her forepaws and listened.
She had not had much time to get away recently - too engaged with the Council and their scheming, and with the uprising of the Rebel Pack. The latter was becoming increasingly problematic; Reaver knew that if they weren't put down soon, they might think they had enough strength to start an uprising.

She had needed the peace for a while, and this was her favourite place to think. Almost on the borders of their land, the waterfall was a cascade of thundering water, and from her perch on an outcrop at the very top, she could see almost everything around her. She shut her eyes briefly, pricking her ears at the sound of movement behind her. Her stomach stirred like it was alive by itself. Perhaps she would go hunting after this. A good hunt always helped to settle her anxiety.

Raising her nose against the wind, she reveled in the scents that assailed her senses. A big herd of deer had been sighted just a few leagues away by their scouts, and even just behind her, she could smell hare and smaller predators. A fox, perhaps, digging a hole somewhere off to the left. She didn't hunt other canines, and only rarely attacked other predators at all. A hawk shrieked far above her, perhaps having spotted a rabbit or something in the forest.

The breeze tousled her fur, the black hairs waving gently like grass on the plains. Reaver stood out from where she was sitting; from behind, she looked like a black cloud on the horizon. The sun was setting, and she was so still that she was almost a statue. A phantom or a ghost in solid form. She wondered briefly where Riptide was; she hadn't seen him in several days, which was rare for them. Even though they had been separated by their respective duties, she had always tried to make time for her beloved brother.

Reaver bowed her head and shifted to her feet, standing with a low huff of breath. She was thinking too hard on things that were not worth thinking about.

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