Whitefish River The soft and fading light

Perhaps for a Morningside member? @Sunny @Shale @Screech etc :D

She felt better alone. The Blackfeather Woods' scent had washed off her body and she felt truly free now. No one knew her out of her former home, and that felt like a new start. Who cared about family when freedom and adventure tasted so much richer? So much more powerful?

The river she followed trailed alongside a cavern. She expected the opening of it, the glimmering of quartz interesting her. The lights glittered in her mismatched eyes, seemingly entranced as she entered the mouth to inspect the shiny stones. Dozens of them decorated the walls, the roof, even the very floor she stood upon. It smelled damp, but not as menacing as the tunnels back at Blackfeather Woods. Bones were also scattered here, something that barely alerted her.

She approached a piece of quartz, white as sea foam and shiny like a diamond, that had fallen from the place it had once been stuck in. Somehow, she could relate to this piece of beauty. With a paw did she stroke it, before taking the pebble-sized piece in her mouth. It tasted somewhat weird, but not poisonous, and then she was on her way to carrying it out of the cavern.