Sun Mote Copse Feed the nightmare heart until you dream no more

@Koji @Arrille (@Clock @Kyera)

There wasn't a soul in sight. Chusi was growing more worried by the day, feet yearning to just up and leave and hope to find something better. Something that wasn't so dead as the hinterlands. Even with the most food to hunt upon, this life of isolation was not what she wanted for her and her friends. They had to move, to find someplace else, because this was simply not working.

She threw her head back to call for her friends, a worried tremble rimpeling the facade that everything was fine. It wasn't, and hopefully they had seen as well.