Dragoncrest Cliffs holy fire, blessed waters

After enjoying breakfast and a conversation with @Sequoia—the light frost on the ground prompted her to regale Druid with tales of her time in a pack called Frosthawks—the young she-wolf decided it was a fine day to make a trip to the coast. She knew she ought to take someone with her, perhaps even Sequoia herself. But Druid decided she would like to travel alone today.

She arrived near the seaboard in the middle of the afternoon, feeling at once invigorated and tired by her journey. As she approached Sapphique’s borders, Druid suddenly wished she’d brought one of her sisters with her. Rather than calling out for @Mireille, as intended, she instead shrunk backward toward The Tangle.