Bramblepoint Burnt out from a joyride

@Figment ?

Where the shit were they? When Nellie had returned home, to the bright and joyful copse where she'd been born, all she found were the remnants of memories and her father's grave. She sat there a while, just letting the minutes pass her by. She'd forgotten all the details about him - his smile, the way he walked, the texture of his fur... She'd trade anything for another moment with him to hold onto. Hey dad. She told him, starved of contact and severely disappointed by the lack of packmates 'round these parts. I know I haven't given you any reason up there to be proud of me, huh? She chuckled sadly. Still, I'm happy. I'm sure that counts for something, hm? Where's that pesky brother of mine - you got any clue where everyone went? Casually chatting, her smile faded. This was pointless, yet it felt less lonely. She picked herself up and went to gather some wildflowers. She left the bundle at his grave, smiling through the mist of forming tears. I better head out. It was cool seeing you again. Keep it real, yo...

After that, she wandered the wilderness again. She crossed the coast, traversed the flatlands, bathed in the wildest rivers until - eventually - she came across some woods. In the distance, something piqued her interest. It was something akin to a mountain, but no shape she'd ever seen before. She wanted to go there, for adventure's sake, not knowing it was where she needed to be.