Northstar Vale A surrender, white flags draped

Yet another meeting with a pup. It really was her luck, wasn't it? Hopefully this time, she wouldn't embarrass herself to much, and the pup had made no attept to attack her. "Oh! I didn't see you there. I'm Celara." She almost prepared to run, but she, and the pup, lived here. Celara couldn't truly escape.

It suddenly occured to her that the scent of the Empire would have grown faint, by now, at least to a pup. "I went away for a while, but I live here."  The sentence sounded false to her, but she pushed that feeling to the back of her mind. This was home, now. At least for a while.