Deepwood Weald loneliness lingers through unfamiliar towns

wrap this one up soon, too? :D

As her heart slowed, and her mind returned from the depths of flight or fight response, Akantha exhaled a shaky breath and realized she was trembling. If she had been wrapped up in their conversation, she might not have saw the signs until it was too late. She could be looking down, not at the wide-eyed face of her Sister, but a gutted corpse instead. She swallowed thickly and nodded.

"We should get back, quickly, and move everyone." she whispered. It was a strange feeling; the words came, but her mind hardly registered them. It was too twisted up in just how close they came to death. Kissed it, even. "Have you caught your breath?"