Totoka River Freedom

She shook her head, keeping her expression gentle as she gazed at the youth. "Not in the way you think," Snowe responded, seeing the girl glance down at her leg. "I was hurt, but getting better." One ear flicked nonchalantly as she drew to a halt in front of the stranger.

"Funny, I came because I wanted to go to the sea," she continued, casting her gaze upon the horizon before returning her amber orbs to the girl's face. "I'm Snowe. I came from there." She gestured toward the mountains behind them with a swivel of her neck and head.

She was not only young, but had pack-smell clinging to her, the scent fairly recent. "Is your family nearby?"