The afternoon's heat eventually roused her from her rest, although her gnarled-root bed had been comfortably in the shade of Sunspire's forest groves. She came up from it feeling motivated, though, and with an itch to put some ground underneath her paws.
So she decided to head out about midday. The path she found was, as seemed natural, the riverside. Her nose aimed towards the sea and she gathered speed.
Her guards were up. More packs bordered these areas than when she had been a loner. It had started to become difficult to move undetected back then even. Meandering purposelessly had turned into a risk.
Now, even the scents had changed in a great many ways. She loped steadily on through and reached the coastline near dusk. Or rather, the coastline came to her. The tides were up -- abnormally so, if memory served her correctly. Although it had been a while since she had smelled the sea so plainly.
It swelled to swallow the last tapering tendrils of the freshwater and her steps slowed considerably. Ame waded in brackish waters and peered overhead towards the large moon, somewhat curious. The celestial sights had been one to admire lately, first with the solar eclipse and then this. Ame wondered, fleetingly, what this meant before dunking her whole self beneath the surface as she had once seen the pale-furred shaman do. As she shook the excess water weight from her fur, she welcomed the coolness of the sea.
i want to bleed in the 「r a i n」