Kintla Flatlands spiraling supernova

She could swear she was getting closer, to something, at least. The scent was leading her somewhere and this was the best lead she'd gotten a hold of in weeks. But so much aimless searching kept her hopes low, though, as she alternated between jogging and walking fast with her nose low to the ground.

She rounded out her path around some scenery and cut to a straight trip when things really seemed distinct. While it had been a long time since Nishu and Rain had been near the mountainside, and she'd anticipated their scents to reflect it, memory still served her well enough -- she knew she had to be smelling Nishu at least. After what seemed like several long, tedious moments, she finally caught sight of gray fur ahead and relief came like a wave... but a slew of questions soon followed. Her pace quickened, and to his back, she couldn't help but bark a quick "Nishu..!" to get his attention while her approach zeroed in on him. She closed distance with a series of long strides.

Up close, she swiftly confirmed her suspicions in that Rain's scent was nowhere involved in this, but sight of him inspired concern for more reasons than that alone. Torn between confusion, relief, and a creeping worry, she would start with the most obvious. "What has happened?"