Jade Fern Grove his heart was trapped in a cage

soon after she'd met the healer, her next decision had been made easily when she'd caught sight of the mountains. she told herself the only reason she'd circumnavigated the range was for adventure, she knew well enough that the prospect of huge, jagged rocks between herself and the man-by-the-cliff was plenty tempting. she'd travelled in solitude for the most part, and taken dutiful care of the wounds that plagued her still. mercifully, breathing wasn't as hard anymore, though the exposed wound at her tail had taken to smelling like illness, and the wound didn't seem to close as it should. 

she hoped to find something to scavenge, here. there was no chance of her hunting with her healing hock, and she didn't trust the limb enough to move any faster than a three-legged trot. her meals had been few and far between the last couple weeks and her waistline had suffered for it. it's thirst that has her veer towards the scent of fresh water, and ultimately cut in front, suddenly, of the stranger. she pauses - a mistake, she thinks, for otherwaise she could have simply hurried on her way - and offers a "hello."