Ankyra Sound Breakin' is easy and hope is hard

All welcome but tagging some specifically

keepin things vair vague

They let her go.  She didn't breathe easily, but being out from under the oppressive cliffs, even if still in their shadow, allowed her to regain some of herself again.  Some reminders would be lasting, as she adjusted for her eye, but others would hopefully heal.  If she was allowed the time for them to do so.  It took her time to circle south.... but the north with its brutal cold would never be her home.  She passed inland, then down, in a wide arc that took her to the southern edge.

It was her first objective, but not her destination.

She passed directly across the borders of Rusalka without pausing, because she'd been made to wait long enough.  She was exhausted with only three legs to move on, and her pace was slow but steady.  She wove a path through the sound, intent on only one face.  @Erzulie.  @Caiaphas would need to be found too, but that could wait.

She didn't want to call, to make the wolves on the cliffs think she was not honest in her promise.  But she did send a cry, soft, even more so because her voice was thin with fatigue.  Then she stopped, collapsing into a sit to wait.  She didn't want to answer any questions, but she couldn't just gallivant around searching.  She was spent.