Moonspear took a walk

Attn: @Wildfire. On the borders. ;)

After feeling mildly lost on at least four separate occasions, Fox thought she had finally found the place where Wildfire now resided. Her scent, what little was here, was so different from what it had once been. Fox would not have been able to articulate how it was different; it just was. She had not seen her lookalike daughter since she had departed (perhaps even a bit before), and the distance between them felt like it only grew greater. Stone-hearted Fox missed her daughter. So she'd taken directions from whoever would give them to her and had set off toward Moonspear.

And now, here she was, standing on somebody else's doorstep. It was such a strange, foreign feeling. The ruddy red wolf shook her coat to rid herself of some of the anxiety and stress that had built up on her way here, then called out for her brightest daughter. Then, she sat, waiting for that call to be answered.