Deepwood Weald It’s the same way you showed me

She had finally been officially cleared to leave the territory, the wound to her shoulder mostly healed and only leaving soft pink skin where the gash had once been. 

But she wouldn't wander very far, just to the forest on the other side of the fields she visited often. She hung around the outskirts of the forest for some time, her nose to the ground as she searched for food or something interesting to pass the time. Eventually, she turned and headed into the darkness of the forest. She hadn't picked up the scent of Kynareth nearby, although if she had, she would have marched right up to him and taken a chunk out of his face. For now, she continued her lazy exploring of the forest floor, intending to cover quite a bit of ground before returning home.