Stone Circle The worlds you keep erasing

@Blondine - hope this spot is okay ;p
she's near the border with no intention of joining

The spirit had returned home in the midst of winter on a scouting mission. After moons of begging Mother to let her explore the world, she had reluctantly agreed. At first her plan was to visit the Teekon in the spring of the new year, but her excitement could not be contained and the lands in which she was born called forth the return of the Meloniis.

After their home fell and the brief pact with their neighbors had ended, Lumi and her family retreated into the lands beyond the ones they'd known for so long. Mother had proclaimed she never knew the world was so big and when she looked upon little Lumi she worried. In such a big world, how could such a tiny, innocent girl possibly grow old and wise? They had tried to make her more like the rest of them, strong and independent and cold, but fortunately Lumi had learned to be better. She was innocent and kind, yes, but not the slightest bit naive or dumb. Besides, her frame was hardly one a fighter bears, which is why she studied medicine instead. There were occasions where her family was silently thankful for her profession, such as when Mother had gotten a cut in her leg. Other than that, Lumi was an outcast among them, her coat not the only feature setting her apart from her bloodline.

She had never been treated cruelly, but still she was happy to leave their winter cottage to write her own story in the older lands that had homed her as a babe. Of course, her path-finding skills were lacking and she had managed to get herself lost within the first hour of her return. To her left there were mountains, but now that they were flipped she didn't recognize them as the mountains she knew already. To her right was the vast unknown, barren and white because of the winter. She smelled the thick scent of pack nearby and came to check it out, maybe ask for some directions or if there were other Meloniis here. She stayed far enough from the border to not be a threat, but close enough that she'd be a small, silver figure in the distance for anyone looking her way.