Dragoncrest Cliffs you wished to transform the flesh and ascend

In this post, Strand is referencing the character Smokestep, who attacked her on Wheeling Gull Isle a week and a half or so ago, since we’ve forward-dated the thread to the 15th.

Strand wandered along the cliffs, staying well back from the edge lest the ground crumble beneath her paws and she plunge to her death. The crashing of the waves against the rock below was a much more intense sound than that of the waves against the shoreline on her island. Her island that she wished to return to. Her home, where Padma kept her company. But since her shoulder had healed well enough to walk on it, she had felt an overwhelming urge to wander. Not forever, but for now. Wander to new places, but always near the coast. She had followed the line of the ocean upwards, keeping it always to her left side as she made her way along. And now she was here, at these magnificent cliffs, staring out at the ocean.

She had been so busy staring out at the water that the appearance of the ghost startled her. She stood still when she saw him, every hair on her body standing up. It was the man who had attacked her. (It wasn’t really, but she didn’t know that). This man was big and bulky and scarred and seemed the right type to be the one who had attacked her. She stood and watched him, tracking his movements with her eyes. Her shoulder twinged seemingly at the sight of the one who had destroyed it. What would she do? This was her chance to kill him, which she had sworn she would do if they ever met again. But at the same time… she was terrified. She knew she didn’t have the strength to kill him. But if she ran away, she would be a coward. At a complete loss, she simply stood and watched.