Heron Lake Plateau douse the lights

She slept badly. Perhaps it was because being pressed up against @Tegan was simultaneously terrible and wonderful. Maybe it was the bad dreams about @Apple (particularly the one where her head cracked open like an egg, brains oozing out like so much runny yolk). In any case, Bat rose before the sun, headed toward the outskirts. She felt a little tired for any serious traveling, though maybe she could go on a day trip...

Bat passed a figure beneath a tree and mumbled a groggy, "'Lo," before pausing in her step and swinging her head to take a closer look. She had initially mistaken her for @Finley or maybe @Clover but this she-wolf was neither. Although she shared the Blackthorns' gray pelt, she lacked the telltale stripe. Her eyes were a shimmering turquoise color. Her face and her scent, upon closer inspection, were unfamiliar to the youth.

"You new? I'm Rory," she introduced, taking half a step closer.