Hoshor Plains brings me 'round again

what, exactly, says "sorry for leaving but I'm never coming back and I thought I should let you know I'm alive"? surely something a little more grandiose than a whip-thin hare, but after a morning of hunting it's all she could come up with. placing it by her paws, the woman howls for @Ira and @Evergreen, settling on her haunches. she's surprised that they remain in the plains, so long after the destruction, but supposes it will take a while still for the creek to recover, if ever. 

shifting her weight, she sets her gaze across the plains, waiting for one or both of the leaders to appear. selfishly, she wonders what would have happened should she have stayed here instead of searching for her family. here, she might have ascended the ranks to a position akin to the one she held in morningside. now, she attempted to parent a scarce niece and her shell of a brother. it's an ugly thought, and she hates herself for thinking it, offering a stiff shake of her pelt as if that might dissuade such thoughts.