Barrow Fields battle torn and holy

This morning, Helix moves swiftly. She does a round on the southern border and considers visiting the sound again but thinks better of it. Instead, she moves through the fields she’d spent time in with her son and, later, Étoille. She is no more familiar with it than anything outside of Drageda so she moves aimlessly, taking in the sights and smells as she gets further and further away. 

It’s been a few days since she’s hunted and out something in her belly and now is as good a time as any. Finding something easy out here will be beneficial, something small since she is in her own, and if she is to find something bigger perhaps she has time to return to the borders and gather others. For now, she moves with little purpose, absorbing what she can along the way.