Kintla Flatlands Tiptoeing through the tulips

It had been long, so long since she had been here. in her wandering, cresting a mountain range and into the Great Bear, she had never expected to get this close. yet exhaustion dogged her footsteps, and a dancing unease her mind, and when she realized how close she was to the place she had fled from months ago did she abruptly turn, and head back the way that she had come. she had meant to travel farther north,  yet she truly was not the best navigator, she found.

darkness fell quickly now, her pale pelt a beacon, and unease growing for some odd reason. her silver eyes glinted in the darkness, thick and heavy as it lay across the land. it would n be wise to linger in the land of the brotherhood, as she thought of the entire flatland. their range out to extend far, and after ousting Burke...the thought of what they might of become, no matter how much she wished it not to, in the slightest bit unerved her.
dated to the 18th!