Silver Moraine So peel away the bark

"You should definitely do a jig," Saena said with a grin that faltered when her foot slipped on the stone. She managed to keep her balance, barely, but her heart fluttered nervously and all at once the gravity of the situation came down on her.

"Shit," she mumbled, "this is so messed up. Why can't I remember?" What am I even doing out here, she almost asked, but she'd already given voice to that concern. Her patrol must've ended in the sighting of something unusual for her to wander away from the borders. It wasn't like her to do it without any notice or planning. No doubt she would wrack her brain fruitlessly for months before giving up on ever knowing.

"Nochtli, thank you for finding me," she murmured, aware of how silly it sounded but also eternally grateful to the darker amazon. If Nochtli hadn't found her, some predator or ill-meaning wolf might've, and she might never have returned to the forest. It was a terrifying thought.