OOC: @Kennedy
Each passing day was another day she became more aware of the change. And each day that passed was a day she grew more excited. She could feel the change in the warming air, and came to anticipate the fragrance it would yield. After a long spell of winter, she was ready for the spring and like a pup ready to take her first steps from the den, she burst from her own with excitement for what the melting snow would offer.
There was still a chill, but not enough to discourage her. She was too glad, too ready for the coming spring light to let even a fleck of snow dampen her anticipation. Eagerly, she departed from her home carrying a bouquet of the Vale flowers and herbs for her journey. Carefully wrapped in a long leaf, this was her gift to offer her Ridge-dwelling friend in the hopes that she too would find excitement in the coming spring. And perhaps others of the Ridge, those who made her friend happy.
She traveled along the mountain ridge with ease then dipped into the thick of the northern forest. With care, she wove through the darkness and damp only to emerge from the otherside with flowers in tow to taste the salty air of the shores on her nose. The back was around here… or so she was sure. So much of her time had been spent within the Vale, she had nearly neglected her personal goal to travel and mark the wilds to memory. Duty became her purgative, but even then there were times she could allow herself reprieve. This venture being one of them to see a dear friend.
Surrendering to the notion that she was perhaps ‘lost’, the warrior marched the coast in earnest to find a trail. Though quietly she hoped that like before, the fates would be willing to send her a guide in the right direction. |