Ankyra Sound fille du cosmos

For days, she trailed along the coast.

Ever emboldened by the quest to see how far she could go before someone caught up with her, Phoebe had long stopped considering whether or not it was a just thing to do. She had stopped considering if perhaps she had overreacted by taking off wordlessly into the night repeatedly. What had started out a simple go home had turned into something more and now had snowballed out of control.

She really had no idea how far she had gone.

All that time alone hadn't done wonders for her either. She was hungry, sure, though capable enough of hunting on her own to keep even the worst of the hunger pangs away. But she couldn't fell a deer on her own and frankly, the coast hadn't offered up the most filling of morsels. Not surprising, really; she'd always been a creature of the inland, of the untamed sprawl belonging to none other than the hinterland.

And she had stewed in her own thoughts for far too long, an unhealthy shade to cover her thoughts even now. She had initially feared being found away from home. But now? She was surprised that no one had come to fetch her, had come to question what she was doing there. How selfish it was to anticipate that she thought, as all within the confines of the glade were surely too focused on themselves to wonder after her and how she slipped about them like a wraith.

Yet like a wraith she crossed the sands towards a line of timber, moonlight the only thing to light her way. Such a path became hindered swiftly—borders. They were faint, out here, but the scant markings were distinct and mixed with the brackish air. She had sensed them once before, along the plateau some many miles behind, and then avoided it. Phoebe thought to do the same here, feeling anxiety digging away a pit in her stomach, and then remembered what had brought her out here in the first place. It steeled her resolve, but only briefly, and she fumbled at what to do next with uncertainty writ cleanly on her features.

She only needed to work up the courage to surrender to the unknown.

It was harder than she thought.

open for anyone, no need to match length. toying with angst and some other shit apparently. feel free to investigate or flat out run her off, i don't care.