Bramblepoint long way 'round

Seriously. ALL welcome.

In the tireless gait of a native of the Red Plains, Doe had trotted along the shores of the big lake and skirted the scent of packlands that pushed up against the shore. Her ija sister was far behind her, but she did not despair; it was enough to know that there were more out there, living their lives as she was - that is, to the fullest. She hoped that Thestral would find happiness and good company wherever she went, and her thoughts stayed with the coywolf long after they had parted ways.

Now, though, they were on other things. Like, where was she going? Why? There was something telling her that she had to get back... somewhere... but nothing in recent memory sugessted any concrete reasoning for this knowledge. Doe supposed she was simply forgetting something again, and allowed her paws to carry her wherever they might. If she kept walking long enough, she was sure to get to where she needed to go - even if it was through process of elimination.

In the meantime, she was enjoying her journey through the wilderness - she had a seaweed bundle of rare and precious herbs in her maw, and added more and more the further she went. Her life, though largely a mystery, at this point, seemed to be a good one.