Neverwinter Forest Growing Pains

The pack was dying, in its own way. It seemed that everything Ondine touched faded away, draining until it was nothing but a withered corpse. Just like Saltwinter. Just like Kjalarr. She knew that staying in the pack would not be best for her, not as the pack's ranks slowly shrunk, intensifying the tensions between them. Ondine had the favor of the pack, however slight it was. She was no mere baby momma for Kjalarr — she was the leader of the pack now. The mere thought of it pushed Maude away to wander the blooming land, back towards the sea. 

She eventually came back, mostly because she finally thought of a plan, a final fuck you! to Ondine. She couldn't initiate it just yet; she wanted to wait and see. Until then, the pirate wandered back to the borders, clearly close to trespassing. Like the pup a ways in front of her, she was a rule breaker, not caring what borders meant.