Witch's Marsh can't blame me.

 

open to anyone!

 Instead of going back to her homelands, she travled farther away from it. She was enjoying the time she had to herself. It reminded her of the journey to Teekon Wilds. A long but relaxing treck. Well of corse it would have been relaxing after being in a cage all day. Fighting dumb mongrels without a choice. But now she was here, where she belonged.

 It was a bit stressful to get here. The rocky slopes didn't help her paw much, and she had to make a huge circle around the Packlands that met her on the other side. Right now she was glad to avoid the mystery wolves.

 The dark star stopped in her tracks and looked around. Watching for any danger. This walk had tired her and she longed for sleep. She stuck her nose in the slushy mud and started to smell for any trees. There was a slight smell of bark, and she was led to a tree with dropping branches. Maybe it was dying. But it was still a nice resting place. She dissapeared into the curtain-like branches, lie down, and closed her eyes.