Blacktail Deer Plateau turning the world back on itself

This is for @Peregrine, if Kat has time/inspiration for it. If not, somebody else can hop in.

The sun and set and risen, then set again. Fox found herself gazing at the plateau with dull, grey eyes and an expression to match. She had not eaten in a day and a half, perhaps more, and the wound on her back had become a dull throbbing pain that kept her from losing herself completely. In a way, it was a good thing Ferdie had taken a chunk out of her. Without that pain to keep her grounded in this world, it was quite possible she would have lost her sanity completely.

Fox had not spoken to Perry in quite some time, as she had been so preoccupied with her own existence. Fighting The Sunspire, plotting to take back the two that had been captured, spending what time she'd had at the creek with Haunter. “Haunter,” she half-sobbed, half-whispered. The ache in her chest was far worse than the one between her shoulder blades. With a whine, Fox slid to the ground, hoping that Perry was ever-vigilant in his patrols.