Wapun Meadow she is now.

She ran like might, like the day she left Blackfeather. This land was cursed, these wilds were cursed- nothing seemed to bring the witch joy except him, but he was no longer here to protect her. She urned for him so, and silently mourned for his touch, '@Behemoth!'

The panther lunged toward her, and she could only slip and fall in horror. There was a scream from her throat, as she was in sheer terror from the wickedness that once she knew. Whatever blood was to be spilled, the best that Shisu could do was toss and turn, try to flee outside of these lands.

She wouldn't return once free- bloodied and mangled if she was, she would never return again.