Great Bear Wilderness The sentinels

This is a discovery thread, so a fast participant would be awesome! I'm assuming by now that Erika has left STM but being vague about it.

There was only so much than Jinx could accept before fury got the better of her. She had been able to cope with Tyrande's departure, if only because she couldn't claim to like the toxicologist very much. Majesty's betrayal had come at a great cost to the Alpha female's composure. But it was Erika leaving the pack that pushed the pale Silvertip matriarch over the edge, and with fire in her eyes, she left her mountain.

She did it, she knew, for the safety of her followers. She had lashed out at Sitri once already when Majesty had left, but Erika's betrayal stung harshly in comparison. She had known that Majesty was foolhardy, but nothing had ever clued her in to Erika's wavering loyalty. She would kill the pair of them if she ever saw their faces again, this she vowed.

The female had stomped through Neverwinter and emerged on the other side. Rather than bearing right into the Heartwood, she turned left and began to wander into the "great unknown" beyond the conifers of Chakra Feralheart's abandoned territory. It was out here, surrounded by untamed wilderness, that the Kesuk discovered something grand.

A row of short, squat mountains rose up in the near distance, beckoning the Alpha forward. The Outrider in her hungered for exploration and she gladly rose to the challenge, finding it a welcome opportunity to vent her frustration in a more productive fashion. She might have left it at merely exploration if she hadn't crested the smallest of the mountains within the hour and beheld what the interior hid from the world.

A lake sparkled magnificently in the center of the ring, and on all sides it was barred by mountains, short and squat and verdant as the one she had mounted. While this particular mountain was covered mainly in grasses and shrubs, and was really more of a hillock, the other mountains in the ring supported a vast, deep, and ancient pine forest. Spindly ponderosas seemed particularly prevalent, though all manner of spruce and fir trees rose up beneath their taller counterparts. All in all, it was breathtaking.

The Kesuk stood there a moment on the shortest mountain (or hill), breathing in the heady pine aroma and admiring the view in an uncharacteristically sublime trance.