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@Andraste  

It had been a long time.

She had headed north, spent time here and there in different places, settling for a little while but never permanently, endlessly wandering. She had wanted to escape her life in Swiftcurrent Creek- and escape she did for many years. The time away had done her well; in a place with unfamiliar faces, she had no excuses to relive trauma. The only constant reminders of her period as a captive were the faded mark on her forehead and the deeply carven scar in her shoulder. She tried to ignore them. Eventually she had gotten over her feelings of depression around age three... at four, she had a short fling with a lover... at five she left her pack and wandered on her own once again. And now she was six, and she had thought long and hard before making the return to the Teekon Wilds down south. Of course, her mind wandered like her feet, curious as to what had become of her old home. Were the people she once knew still here? The same packs? Would anyone recognize her? She shook the thoughts away, deciding they were probably all gone. It would certainly break her heart to learn that Blackfeather Woods was still thriving and Swiftcurrent Creek was no more. 

She had re-entered the Wilds near her old home. Her eyes wandered down the slope of the mountain, down towards the creek she once called home. It looks the same. But it feels different. Maybe because of all the time that's passed. She averted her eyes uncomfortably as if she had been caught snooping. Instead she continued up the mountain, trying not to let nostalgia overwhelm her with emotion. Each step felt like a mile in this place- and not because she was old. But still she continued up the rocky slope, the muscles in her skin shifting visibly even through her thick plush coat. Star was aimless, without destination, unsure if she was even going to stay in this land. Perhaps she was waiting for a reason to stay.