Whitewater Gorge The Old Tale-Teller

Mara knew she had to head to his words, holding no hope that he could possibly survive long enough for her to find Grayday, these were his last memories and she wanted to fulfill any command given. "Goodbye, Chaska." She bid her farewell, giving her last friend and single kiss on the nose, before lifting her head in the direction the attacker dashed off. She prayed that creature would experience heart-ache as herself and hold remorse over his maleficent actions. 

The girl hesitated as she began to pad away from her friend, not wanting to leave behind someone so dear, but needing to do as told. After taking a deep breath, she sped where Chaska had informed her to go and didn't look back.