By cooling rain, the spell once cast had been broken, and with it the contact that had bound them together. She was quite at peace even when she found herself rather suddenly along in the midst of a heavy pour. The roar of the rain became deafening, but she hardly noticed, as the sound of her heart hammering in her ears had become all she knew. She could not feel her legs or any other part for that matter. Just the steady, heavy rhythm of her heart. Never had she felt such a way before now. But then, she had never felt so at peace yet terrified at the same time. It was thrilling.
She lingered a moment more upon her ledge, then gradually found her paws again to move. It was much too late to return to her haven, and chose instead to return to the thick of the Vale woods. All the while she wondered, even long after the scent of the Creek had faded, if her lead had ever felt such a way before. Or was she alone in this strange wonder… and would she ever feel it again.
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