Hoshor Plains Forgiving's pretty hard

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Once more, Sundance found himself entirely alone. With @Teya having vanished so swiftly after the court's dispersal, he'd spent days trailing the area in search of her. He was afraid for her fate, given the proximity of the iron-furred beast who'd bested him at the edge of the willows once before. Although it pained the young druid to think that she'd abandoned him without a word as their leader had, he felt it preferential to her being harmed at the jaws of that brute.

He didn't know where @Bridget had found herself, but he didn't feel it was safe enough to linger any longer. Sundance sent forth a low and solemn call to her, a suggestion of the direction he was heading or a final farewell depending on her choice, before he hung his tail and carried on deeper into the valley - far from everything dear to him.

Exhaustion and guilt weighed heavily on him. Hunger tore at his belly. He hadn't cared much to hunt for himself, and when he did his attempts were fruitless. Sundance had rapidly become a shell of who he'd been: a sorry soul who wandered aimlessly across unfamiliar plains. He stopped to investigate movement ahead, powder blue eyes lifted to regard the easing of an unfamiliar wolfess' pace. His first thought was to announce his presence, but all that came from him was a strained whine of despair.