Whitefish River level up

Bye, mom, Spica said and she nuzzled the side of her mother's face lovingly before taking distance to let her sister do the same. Then she turned to her sister and said, I'm grabbing some last things, catch you at the northern border! and she trotted off, ready to collect some of her last things (or at least look at the small collection of childhood prizes she was leaving behind), have a last drink, and say good-bye to Whitefish River for the last things. Even though she hated to admit it, even Spica was sentimental, after all, and it was a huge thing to leave behind their childhood home to follow their wandering paws.

Feeling oddly nostalgic and a little melancholic, but mostly overtaken by a wild excitement, Spica set off, ready to sort her last things before she and Syrma would take off to scout the world.