Northstar Vale something i ate

Her stomach was killing her. Tomahawk did not know what she had eaten, but she had excused herself from the plains to take care of it. Again and again, she hurled. Nothing seemed to soothe her stomach, and eventually, she passed out from pure exhaustion, her stomach empty, but at least not retching any longer. When she awoke, the slave was ravenous. She managed to nab herself a few small critters (namely mice) before taking the time to figure out where she was.

She vaguely remembered traveling north, so she must be north of home. Her masters would not like her being gone long, she knew that much. Tomahawk oriented herself, then began to head home, glad that whatever gastrointestinal distress she'd had was done and over with. She was perhaps twenty minutes into her homeward journey when she came across the greyish white wolf.