Phoenix Maplewood Pandemic

@Citali I figured this grenade mod was pretty fitting.

Head down, nose to the ground, the shadowy Amazon was tracking. It was a calming activity for her, thoughts still churning from her conversation with Tyrr the other day. She knew she was an oddball but somehow, being here with so few of her fellow Amazonians made it much more... prominent. It wasn't the first time that she felt like she was outside looking in but it was much harder to ignore this time, for there was no one to mask that feeling for her, no one that she could go to to hide from it. 

She shook her head, attempting to disperse the thoughts that clouded her mind. If she kept that up, she wouldn't be able to track her prey, fresh scent or not. Moving forward, Nocta kept her focus on her quarry, slinking through the sun-dappled forest with the silence she was well-known for.