Dawnlark Plains give me blood and rage and a heart for horror

Sunspot smiles thinly, feeling the temperature drop a few degrees between them. "Well, you're looking at a master tracker," she declares. "I'll only be a week or so. There should still be enough of a trail for me to find you."

She looks out over the horizon, suddenly wishing she didn't have to go to the coast. It would be so easy to just forget about the stupid trip and start her own life. She'd been living for others for far too long.

"I'll come back," she decided, looking back at Cascada with a decisive glint in her eyes. "And if I find you, it's meant to be."