Turns out, I was a better forager than I realized I was. Interesting how that sort of thing happens when you’re starving and also lovesick. Gotta occupy those thoughts somehow.
Plus, I was just hopelessly lost. Made things feel easier when I could tell myself that I was doing something right.
Sure, I had abandoned Luna, and ran away from my mate when he probably needed my help. But at least I could pick a mean amount of berries.
So, I had that going for me, at least.
I was starting to drive myself a little mad, however. It was getting dark by now, and I had no idea if I was at all closer to Wolf City, or if I’d gone farther away.
My behavior must also have been getting to Luna, because that’s about when her silent treatment toward me came to a close.
“You know that’s a stupid name, right?” She said. Thing was, she said it almost elegantly. As though nothing was abnormal at all about giving me the cold shoulder all day.