Duskfire Glacier I feel like a monster

... :)

She was beginning to feel like herself again, and other than a scab, there wasn't much left of her head wound. Even so, Tail couldn't remember much of the last few days, and in particular why she happened to be... well, here. Skulls, lemons... fleas? None of it made sense, and she started to feel nauseous again if she thought too hard about it. She found herself regretting the decision to leave her family and attempt to make it on her own— but there was no way in hell she was going back. She'd rather die. She wouldn't become a coward like her elder sister; she was Teagan Blackthorn, and she was brave. She could deal with the freaky-deaky reality she had found herself in, no problem.

"Oh, FLEAS," she said loudly, not realizing at first that someone else was in close proximity. It was a sudden epiphany— Tail had been thinking about fleas because it had been a poignant memory of the first wolf she had met in the Wilds. And, oddly, that memory would lead to a place she might be able to call home. Unfortunately, her dizzy wanderings had led her somewhere else entirely.

Tail was lost.

As she began to scan the area, and really start to pay attention to where she was going, the yearling finally noticed the other female. Perhaps there was still something wrong with her head, but before she fully analyzed the stranger, she was saying— "Hey, there! I'm looking for this forest... it was all orange and yellow the last time I was there. I'm not sure if there are any leaves left now, though. It was north of some wetlands?" Tail approached cautiously as the hopeful question fell from her lips, and she could feel her ears going hot when she realized the other was crying.

She debated internally about whether it would be more awkward to apologize, or to just pretend she still hadn't noticed... leaving a perfect pause for the other female to interject.