Jade Fern Grove as you turn, take your heart and walk away

Rare had it become that she'd travel so far from her home, but after the encounter with Ezimette the girl had needed to clear her mind. Space had been needed between herself and her tribe, the need to reduce her negative thoughts to nothing. She doubted, truthfully, the intentions of the pallid woman. She doubted her every move, and it was for that very reason that she believed she was losing herself. The Asterr from a few months prior never would have doubted anyone, but then again, never before had someone broken their word to her after pledging their loyalty. First there had been Frostrar, and following him was Ezimette; both of which had departed from the territory without a single word of farewell. The prior had yet to return, and she wondered if he ever might, but the latter... she'd returned, and had not been greeted with pleasantries. The entire situation was troubling, bothering her on numerous levels, and so she'd chosen to take a short trip. Of course, before leaving, she had told both @Noctura and @Jolon of her plan, insisting they leave her to make the journey on her own.

That had been... oh, perhaps half a day ago? She wasn't quite sure, for she'd not been keeping track of the sun's position in the sky. She knew, at least, that she'd traveled through the night and well into the morning, but the specifics eluded her. No matter, she'd continued forth anyways, her journey leading her past numerous territories until she'd decided she had gone far enough—landing her right at Jade Fern Grove. Never before had she been to the area, making her curious of it and allowing for her to begin in relieving her mind of all bothersome thoughts. If her attention was placed elsewhere, then perhaps Draco might assist her by stealing away the negativities of her mind. Hoping such would happen, the dragoness continued on through the land, taking her time to explore it.

As she traversed further into the unknown, she was eventually met with the scent of another. The owner was a female, her scent recent, making the girl wish to seek her out. With nothing preventing her from doing so, she did exactly that, too, her pace even as she trailed after the stranger's fragrance. It was someone new, and she wondered if, maybe, that was what she needed to truly get her mind back on it's proper track. When she had finally spotted the other female, the young chieftess offered a soft chuff to announce her presence, but other than that she was silent; she knew not if she'd be given the opportunity to converse with the stranger, and so she decided to wait patiently and see if the other meant to stay or continue on with whatever it was she was doing.