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your soul cries out - Sacnite - September 30, 2019

She moved down into the lowlands away from the Hinterlands. All that there was, was bad. She didn't want to venture back that way for some time.
She wanted shelter from this early snow. Why it was so early, she didn't know. But there was a distant rumble, like thunder, and thick black clouds in the distance of the east. She supposed a storm would ensue.

But then the scent hit her. The one of Marruz. Was he here? She supposed so. Faint...very faint. Perhaps there had been a move of the Melonii.
She padded forward, realising another scent had started to overlay the former night-pack. In a way, it gave her joy. They were bad and made Cry bad.
She quickly let herself pass over the forming border. She could be useful to a forming pack now she wasn't tied down... Sadness washed over her, making her falter in her steps in a moment as her heart clutched in her chest.
She stood in the sullen woods, composing herself. She couldn't meet someone new with this sadness clinging to her like tar.