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The chilling afternoon wind found the grey female padding to the edge of the vale, without having a destination in mind. Long, thin legs climbed the high wall that guarded the Court, and then descended to the cliff that stretched before her. She had visited this cliff before, when they left the Weald for the vale. Come to think of it: she did somewhat miss the Weald; it was large and mysterious, creepy if she were true to herself.
 
Agana stood tall, watching Flatlands; another day would pass uneventfully (until now, at least). Her tail twitched as she descended more, a sudden discomfort hitting her. She shrugged it off then stopped abruptly; after she made sure she was not far away from the vale and it was easily accessible if she were to be attacked, her hips fell on the cold boulder under her. It wasn’t really safe for the woman to be there, but since she was close enough to edge, she did not really care.
 
Golden gaze rose to the sky above her; it would soon be dark, and she chose quite the place to overlook the Teekon Wilds — so why not use this as an opportunity to learn more of the stars? Or maybe just admire them? Whatever it will be, the argent released a deep sigh as she attention turned to the river below.