Overture Downs got a real good feeling something bad about to happen

It took a few more days before Noma could really eat again. Something hadn’t been right, but she never figured it out. When Wardruna wasn’t around, she’d attempt to find a few herbs within Easthollow still accessible to ease her stomach and this morning she’d been able to eat without feeling like it’s going to come right back up.

The same day, Wardruna offers to take her outside the territory for the first time since she’s been back in Easthollow. It isn’t until recently that she’s been able to spend more time out of the den, her fur thickening up with a little muscle return. It’s hardly enough to keep her completely comfortable, the chill settling into her bones, but she keeps close to the thick-furred beast as much as she can. While she doesn’t know the real purpose for taking her out, she does eventually begin to work her way to the east. He doesn’t stay close to her, some level of trust that she won’t run (she couldn’t get far, anyway, and she’d likely only return to stone circle.

A silhouette of a wolf catches her off guard and she freezes in place as the meadow opens up before her. Noma turns over her left shoulder to see if Wardruna is anywhere close but she does not see his greyscale form. Her ears fall back against her head but she does not advance upon the female, nor does she shy away and try to hide either.

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