Bitterroot Valley heaven's light / hellfire

The way in which Sesi lapped at the shore was almost manic and with good reason. Though not the best source of water, this had been the first drink she had come across in quite some time, and the detour was only a pitstop in the grand scheme of her plans. Sesi had every intention to keep running, as she was not entirely convinced that the Shadow King wasn't following her every step, and, as far as she was aware, she had no intentions of stopping her escape anytime soon. 

Though she was transfixed upon the shore, Sesi often broke from her revival to glance about, making sure that the coast was clear. Every so often, her pale eyes turned towards the nearby water source as her attention diverted. Though convinced that something was lurking about, she never caught sight as the other slipped beneath the surface and out of sight. This trend ceased as the other called out and grabbed her attention. 

Fear ensued as her eyes laid upon the Shadow King. Though she knew him to be a trickster, she was dumbstruck by how he had so effortlessly caught up with her. She had seen no others indication of him when running, nor had she known him to be able to appear out of thin air. He was evolving, that much she was aware of, and in her fragile state, Sesi didn't know how to comprehend this life-altering change.

With her heart racing, and with a newfound energy coursing through her with the adrenaline that spiked into that reserve, Sesi scambled back. "Shadow King!" came the screech from her muddied lips, her lips hanging agape as she stared at him in astonishment. Her sides quaked by the time she had managed to speak up, mud slipping from them as she stood frozen in time.