Hushed Willows sister of pearl

after the rather unpleasant encounter with the red woman, she and @Solomon moved on. they had to… do something. find their way back. and, of course, brilliance knows exactly where they’re going. they’ve totally gone this way before and her sister simply doesn’t remember. and she doesn’t really remember, either, but she’s not going to say that. instead, she keeps on, because eventually they’ll find what they’re looking for. or maybe they’ll find someone that does.
 
or maybe they’ll find their arch nemesis and exactly what they’re looking for all in one.
 
brilliance turns back to see her sister had broken off at some point. both of the girls are hungry, thin and bordering malnourished. her own energy, which is often times not very high, is lower than usual. they’ve lived on scraps they’ve come across, left by other predators, or an overabundance of grass that usually results in her vomiting. regardless, she smells something familiar that takes a while to put her paw on it but when she does, she stops in her tracks.
 
one of the mothers.
 
one of the mothers that brought all those dumb puppies.
 
she glances up, unfamiliar with the willows and pretty certain they aren’t quite home, she moves until the scent is thick. brilliance doesn’t see her (and doesn’t think to look up), but if they’re here, then they’re home. or at least close to it, since none of this she remembers. her ears stand up but she hears nothing but the sound of rushing water. the closer she gets to the misting, she loses the scent, backing up to frantically search for something else familiar.