King Elk Forest let me take my time, oo.

@Seabreeze

Once upon a time, Mitzi might have laughed at the fool who called the forest boring. However, walking through it for months at a time without a break in visual, well, that put things into perspective. Mitzi had grown up in the lush foliage and dim lighting of the woodlands, but she was always able to take a break from it whenever she so felt the need. Only once or twice on her journey had she come across coasts, and she made a point of staying around for as long as she could before the natives came around and ran her from their territory.

Mitzi walked under the tall oaks towering over her, confident that even though it was hard right now, things would surely get better (which they absolutely wouldn't but hope is amazing food for the soul). Oh, scheiße, she whispered to herself as her paw slipped into a thick, muddy puddle. At least, Mitzi prayed it was only mud, and she wasn't about to do a sniff test to make sure.