It might not have been the safest thing for Eli to wander off all alone, but it certainly proved to provide fun times. All the other adults that watched over her always said that they were there to keep her out of trouble. Yet she knew better. She knew they just wanted to make sure that she didn't have fun at all. Who didn't like trying to escape from roaring rapids? Or outrunning a grizzly bear? Or just jumping off a cliff and down into a lake? It was such a rush, yet almost no one would go and do any of that with her. It was a bummer. But when she snuck off she could at least partake in some risky business."This way!" she called to no one in particular, pretending to lead a group of adventurers. Although the brown wolfess was fully grown and technically adult, her mind seemed to have never matured. She acted more like a puppy, going on adventures and talking to her imaginary friends. Others avoided her, thinking this a mental defect. But those that were closest to her knew that it was just the way she was. She wasn't stupid, just naive.
"Oh my!" she suddenly cried, coming to a halt at a sudden road block: a herd of deer. The males were facing off against one another, vying for the loyalty of the harems. They were so distracted in their spars that they failed to notice the wolf or even hear her when she cried out rather loudly. Most wolves might have taken this opportunity to hunt and fill their bellies. Yet for Eli, it was all part of her game. She would use this as a major threat to her expedition, with her as their brave and fearless leader that would face these dangers head on.
"Quick, you!" she called to a random, invisible wolf, motioning to the right with her tail. In her mind, she was throwing her wolves all around the deer, ready to penetrate the very core of the group. She swished her tail to the left, sending another of her imaginary friends to a certain point around the herd. Still, the bucks were unaware, probably because Eli herself still hadn't moved.
"How do you think we should do this?" she asked, consulting yet another invisible wolf. "Straight in, or weaving?" She remained still, taking in the silent advice. She couldn't have her wolves hurt, so she had to get this right the first time.
"What to do!" she howled, which startled the deer. Immediately they ceased their antics, and bolted through the trees. The brown wolf watched them go and shrugged, not minding. She'd find some other obstacle to overcome. It was only a matter of time.
