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First, she'd swing south, and then spent the daylight hours trailing along the mountain range. Soon she would set off towards the coast, but until then, she felt obligated to head this way -- even if she only passed over it all quickly.

Some time after she swung wide around the edges of the Blackfeather, she began to steer away from the mountain across the grassy meadow. Familiarity soon accompanied her, for  she had hunted pronghorn with the dark-coated male here -- who she did wonder about suddenly as she remembered the brief time in his company. A distant silhouette rising out of the meadow with a flat top drew her attention next, so that became her direction's heading as the afternoon started to wane.

The news of her and Charon's upcoming changes had been delivered successfully to two of the four wolves she felt the need to inform. The other two she still needed to find which was largely the goal of this traveling -- that and to compose herself, her thoughts, and the fine details of her plan. A long walk by herself was bound to be good for that, she reasoned. She would of course be looking out for suitable places to consider as well, but knew that was slim with a handful of packs already in the area. She did want to be further away from most, if she could manage it. Living on the Sunspire had her used to seclusion.

Nevertheless, she slowed down to regroup and let her stamina rebuild. She was awfully thirsty, so sought out a small lake near the base of the flat-topped mountain for a long drink a quick wade to cool off. With her legs in the water, Amekaze's sights naturally turned up towards the mountain's slopes, but they looked far too difficult for a casual investigation. She decided to loiter here at the base a while longer, perhaps rest, and see what else she could find.

There were no traces of the wolves she sought, so there would undoubtedly be more ground to cover after here, and she would aim her nose westward at last.