Ouroboros Spine things become possible if we want them bad enough

It was odd, to say the least, on how far she had traveled in such a meager amount of time. The day prior, the girl had tracked the elk herd and met that male and now, she was miles upon miles away from that place. There was food there - the herd didn't seem like it was going anywhere anytime soon. But she couldn't read their minds or their body language when it came to those types of decisions, perhaps, if she returned to that place, they'd still be there. Perhaps, if she returned, they would be simply figments of a memory of a previous time. What was the point in sticking to one place if there happened to be an endless world to be discovered? The feeling of belonging to a specific place never harbored in her mind - it never would.

As she scaled the ridge of the mountain, she decided it would be the best bet to get an overlay of her surroundings. The more she could see; the better. From here, she noted that there were neverending fields with - was that a river? Her ears pivoted forward with mild interest. Perhaps she would walk there over the course of the next few days. Maybe something else would get her attention; the entirety of Savannah was the 'now' and not exactly the future and the girl couldn't help but not exactly care about what would happen next. All she knew was that she wanted to see this strange world, what it beheld, and survive.

The song of a depressed wolf caught her attention next; Savannah craned her neck back and released a response. Perhaps this one would actually hold a conversation with her.