Broken Antler Fen i walked ten thousand miles, ten thousand miles to see you.

Set beyond the borders. Hello neighbors!

It would have made sense for Finley to feel some sort of trepidation as she stepped beyond the boundaries of the Caldera for the first time in almost a year. The last time she had gone had resulted in her face being mangled and many of her bones being broken to bits, not to mention the almost dying thing. And yet, the Blackthorn felt no anxiety whatsoever as she sprinted away from her home. Instead, she was accompanied only by a burning determination that smouldered within her. She was going to find her daughter, or die trying.

The first few days had taught her just how out of practice she was at this sort of thing. Her muscles ached in a way they hadn't for months and while it annoyed her to have to slow down due to her physical limitations, it felt amazing to be pushing her limits again. Had the circumstances been different, she would have been thankful for the opportunity to be out and away from home. Guilt at the thought was quick to quell it, though. She could not forget the echo of Eljay's sobs as she left, nor the look of melancholy on her mate's face. But above all else, it was Lucy she thought of, and that above all else drove her.

She had left the territory to the East and swung immediately South along the edge of the Haunted Wood. Her greated fear was that whoever had taken her daughter had headed towards the black part of the map where she knew her writer would no longer be able to dictate what befell her. Fortunately, she had gleaned no signs that Lucy or her captor had been taken that way, and so she moved West. She had lingered near Broken Antler Fen, steering clear enough of the borders until she could determine if there was any trace of her daughter there. She had watched from afar for a day or so while moving around the territories outside of their borders. The last thing she wanted to was to alert the pack of her presence on the chance that they did have Lucy, and her arrival would prompt the kidnapper to take her and run again.

But when finally it had become clear that her daughter was not being held captive by Sebastian or any other wolf within his keep, Finley approached and sounded the call for him. He might not have her, but he might know something of a black wolf with red eyes that had a penchant for kidnap.