Sleepy Fox Hollow "Looking for a way to break out."

@Lace :)

The evening found her some ways south of their chosen territory, in a meadow of a smaller scale than the bountiful Vale but nonetheless picturesque. Bird call hailed the achromatic healer's approach as soft grass muffled her footfalls. Her freckled crown tilted back to observe the black silhouettes of branches creep across the sky, streaks of vibrant color announcing the arrival of twilight from between the arms of the twigs. 

Liri found little of note within the boundaries of the sheltered heath - save for the scent trail of a single lone wolf and evidence that pointed to an abundance of grouse flocks. Red fox spoor too was prominent amongst the tiny forest's confines, for it was the cunning canids the land was named for. 

The fae drifted to a halt, dark gaze on the distant outlines of the Flatlands, thinking that she would need to return home from her scouting trip soon before anyone got too worried.