Whitefish River Boom, boom, boom, clap

Set after Jinx eventually wanders out of OS, but before she encounters Ptarmigan.

The mad female had lost her way back to her territory. It was for the best, a lucid little voice in her head said. She was following the winding trail of a rainbow on the ground, her eyes trained on it, even though only she could see it. Around her, wolverines frolicked and followed, led by the spectral one. She had long resigned to the belief that that wolverine would guide her to the underworld, but her spirit could never be released. She was stuck in this tortured body, unable to so much as swallow without feeling her whole body heave, with no escape.

It was her punishment, she knew. Jinx had lost sight of Sos in the midst of her power and glory, and He was punishing her now. She knew this, but of course, only the part of her locked inside could acknowledge it. The rest of her was a stumbling beast that hacked up foam and wandered with errant motion, unseeing and consumed with hallucinations and fear. It was a wonder that as she travelled, she didn't fall into the river that rushed beside her.