Hideaway Strath IV

BIG EYES
also, she may or may not have injures from the bear fight, so i'm going to be v vague about that stuff for now

The storm was relentless, but she pushed herself along the borders anyway; she had spent more time there since the bear attack and surprisingly, her desire to flee was mostly gone. She was drawn to Kynareth for more reasons than she could understand, and as much as she wanted to see Mal again and assure him that she was okay, she also wanted to stay here and see how much power she could actually gain. She was addicted to the feeling after so long of feeling only shame and weakness over what had happened to her—she couldn't give it up without truly learning of its full reach, nor could she turn from Kynareth as easily as she might have before. 

The wind felt like knives against her cheeks but it also brought the scent of a stranger. This scent was oddly familiar, but in a way she couldn't quite place. She would have investigated anyway, but now she did so with urgency and curiosity rather than hostility. 

When she found him, she couldn't deny there was something familiar about his appearance, as well. It was like she had met him before. She stopped in front of him and gave him a curious look. Have we met before? she asked first, rather than asking any of the acceptable border questions. But she needed to know.