the afternoon was warm, the sun peeking out from the thick clouds that drifted endlessly across the sky. praimfaya descended from sawtooth into the sleepy fox hollow beneath. blodreina had brought her here several times as a small cub though those memories blurred and faded with age. still, there was something familiar about it and it was easy enough to pick out a trail that fed from the clearing with tall swaying grasses and into the forest. there were several big game trails but praimfaya took no interest in them other than to tuck it away for a later date. she draws in a breath of the sweet valley air and steps into the shade of the nearest tree, a swell of missing blossoming in her breast as she glimpses at the horizon with a sweep of her frostbound gaze.
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