Deepwood Weald That shine for me

Set the 30th I guess? 31st maybe? Tags for ref!

After the talk with @Vallkyrie, he'd scanned the borders quickly, then took off after the day old trail she'd left leading away from the forest. He'd howled several times along the way, never getting the reply he'd wanted. The trees grew more dense here -- like some sort of darker, more ominous version of his own forest. He'd just started in, feeling like he'd be slowed here, so might as well howl now and get it over with -- he called for @Simmik, wondering how far it would carry through the trees and moss. Like somehow it would be quieter here. 

Mal paused, listening. Then with no reply, he continued forward along the broken scent trail. He'd seem really stupid if this did turn out to be another misunderstanding, but he'd apologize then, and probably beg her to stay home just for a little while. But the longer she was gone, the less he felt like he needed to have some apology prepared -- it would make sense for him to be concerned. Please, let her just be napping somewhere ahead. Maybe she just hurt her shoulder a bit more or something. Let it all be another overreaction...