Blackfoot Forest the end of infinity with you

He sometimes felt doomed to wander.

Shale had travelled the Teekon Wilds for a few weeks now, seemingly in vain. It was a lonely existence, after being a family man for so long, and he was beginning to feel it deep in his aging bones. But he forged on, seeking something--anything--to soothe his turbulent mind.

He continued south and found himself nestled in the shadow of the mountains, picking through yet another forest. That was when he saw her--yet another woman, alone, mannerisms odd. At least this one seems fine, Shale thought wryly. Nothing too amiss; she was smiling, after all.

"Good evening, ma'am," he greeted, padding towards her quietly, his pelt a gleaming mass of silver highlights and charcoal shadows in the moon's glow. Her head was lifted toward the sky, and she was speaking to it. Or to herself. Who knows, really; the woman was likely crazy, but she at least did not look threatening.