The Sunspire Who could ever ever ask for more?

@Terance 

Edited for plot purposes and brought to present date 8th October.

Days had passed and Wraen still had not found answers to her questions, except for a resolution that - perhaps - it would be better for all, if she put distance betwee herself and everything that tied her down here. Time spent on her own would probably give her a much needed fresh perspective of things. And the more she thought about the freedom that would come, once she tore all strings, the more she anticipated. She needed an exit. 

To rest her wandering mind, she focused on hunting more, but even the best of the craft can get into accidents. During a hunt in the mountains Wraen had cut a pawpad on a sharp piece of rock. It was nothing too serious, but annoying and painful, making it hard for her to walk and for this reason she was stationed at Sunspire for the whole day. 

In a resting place, which she shared with Maia, Wraen lied and groomed her injured paw, feeling little relief and more compulsion to clean and clean, and clean it until it was spotless. But instead of this activity giving her peace of mind, the effect was contrary - the injury seemed to ache even more. 

Eventually - with an exasperated groan - she gave up and lied on her side, trying to fall asleep and fighting hard to ignore the pulsating pain that was creeping up her limb. Life did not seem to improve at all.