Kintla Flatlands that's what you get when you let your heart win

Fox wasn't quite sure what drove her away from the plateau today. She had no real reason to leave, and she had every reason to stay. Scimitar's visit had brought back memories of Swiftcurrent Creek and her time there, as much as she would have liked to forget about it. Sure, she had not made all the "right" choices there (or so she was told), but Fox had always thought that she had done the best that she could. Apparently, that had never been enough for the creek wolves. At least here, at the plateau, Peregrine and Blue could shoulder the weight with her. Bazi nor Njal had ever seemed to do as much when she had been at the creek, leading beside them.

As these thoughts filtered through her mind, Fox continued southward. She was pointed in no real direction, and she meandered this way and that until she finally found herself in a moody-looking forest with black birds all around her. The squeaked and squawked, but they did little beyond that. Another little black bird caught Fox's eye, though, and she sauntered over to the girl with ears pointing up. “Amelie, right?” she asked. She couldn't remember where she had obtained the girl's name, but she was fairly certain this was the one Kisu had spoken of.