Jade Fern Grove I could use a little Facetime, the face to face kind

Since Saena kinda bolted, this seems like a good place to fade out?!

The haunting image of a blackened skull thrown haphazardly over a silver face remained burned into Saena's retinas as she flew through the grove, eyes darting around in a panicked roll as she tried to sort out where she was and where she was going. She thought the faint scent of lemons rose up at one point, but she went past the place so quickly that there was no time to investigate. Morran was surely slow and sluggish—the Alpha had nothing to fear from the bear this time—but Skull Kid was an unknown factor. How fast the silver creature could run, Saena was unsure, and she didn't want to find out, so she kept on running.

A second shriek from somewhere in the distance behind her should have made Saena stop, turn back, and help whoever was in danger. But Saena was in self-preservation mode and the shriek only made her skin crawl and spurred her on faster. She would eventually burst free of the grove, relatively unharmed but for her psyche, but even then she wouldn't stop running until she was well beyond the borders of her pack. There, she would collapse to the ground and pant raggedly with the hope that Skull Kid was confined to the grove and would not seek her out here.