Silver Moraine Where Do I Go From Here?

@Rickon this thread is all you <3

Grace wasn't sure where to go, who to look for, or even what direction she was going, but her coal paws set off North after facing Saena. Seeing her and Stark hadn't lessened her guilt, and she felt it might be too late to go back to the Caldera-and she still wasn't sure where she wanted to go. There was nowhere she fit in, nowhere she could permanently call home, nobody to love-or be loved by.

The russet girl struggled her way across the rugged terrain, finding the cold and rocky land difficult to navigate. It was hard on her leg, and it was even more difficult seeing she'd never been in this kind of place. The gash over her right eye irritated her-she was angry with Saena for giving it to her- but she understood that she deserved it for her mindless actions. Shards of stone pierced her pads, and little spots of blood dotted the landscape behind her. Still, the girl gritted her teeth and pressed on, but it got particularly worse for a stretch, and she could barely keep her footing as was. With a howl of frustration, she tumbled forward: thankfully, she only earned a cut on her leg, falling on a flat, more wide than high stone. Grace didn't move yet, deciding to sprawl across it for now and prop herself on an elbow to survey her surroundings. Of course none of this was helped by her newest injury, courtesy of Saena: once cleaning and opening her eye, she'd realized the actual eyeball was damaged-not enough to blind her fully, but nothing will every be clear in that eye again.