Kintla Flatlands spiraling supernova

there's a lot of junky narrative happening here but ~~~

She had gone south, looped a meandering path down there, then set a course back towards the northwest. Nothing nearby had inspired her to look deeper for a new home in the area. She steeled herself anew, and got back to work on putting miles beneath her paws.

In doing so, she had found the edges of what she presumed to be the Caldera's buffer zones and did not loiter there. It was useful information to know exactly where they were, at least, but she traveled north. Her path toed the invisible boundary between the Great Bear Wilderness and the flatlands for a good while, and she noticed that the scent of the mountain was already faint on her. She let the hours pass behind her all the same.
 
When fatigue and hunger began to remind her of their company, she realized just how far north into the flatlands she had gone. Tracking, (and wondering how it was faring at the Bay too) had kept her mind busy. Still, she hadn't encountered any trace of Rain, and it was beginning to trouble her even more. But now was not the time. She zeroed in on a rabbit, chased it towards the riverside, and ate quickly. Afterward, she napped in a small thicket. By the time she awoke, she was feeling renewed, so shook out her fur before setting out at a casual jog meant to cover more ground while conserving stamina.

She'd been preparing to veer towards the west again when the subtitles of a scent caught her nose. Sniffing, she struggled for a good grasp of the scattered trail. It was only a suspicion, for now, but one she had to act on while she had it -- she thought she smelled @Nishu Inte, effectively one half of the whole of who she was looking for.