Whitefish River When the thunder calls for me

@Evergreen

She had run for hours, fueled by adrenaline, until her legs collapsed beneath her and she fell to the ground in some dark forest. She was too upset to think about her surroundings and whether or not she knew that place. Tears had flowed from her eyes until she numbly fell asleep, waking a few hours later in a panic when she realized she had lost precious time. The healer had no idea if they had even chased her beyond the borders; she had been too scared to look back and much too focused on running as fast as her legs would allow.

She came to the familiar river as the sun settled high in the sky. It felt like a lifetime since she had been here last, and she could hardly remember what it was like to be that carefree wanderer. In fact, it only made tears well up in her eyes again to try and picture her life before Moonspear. How could she have made such a mess of everything? This wasn't who she was; she didn't hurt others. But, there was no denying that she had left a disaster on the mountain, one that was likely to have many far-reaching consequences. 

Her shoulder was hurting quite a bit; the running had made the wound bleed a lot, and she had torn it open more when she fell. She knew she couldn't let it get infected, so she walked into the cold water until it flowed against the injury and began to remove the debris from it. She watched as dirt and blood moved from her skin to be washed away by the water; if only the water could wash away her mistakes too.