Phoenix Maplewood gold and seide

Druid sighed as she returned from yet another venture to the western creek. The sound was muffled by the fish she carried in her mouth. It was a rather meager catch, though she was surprised she’d managed to succeed at all. For whatever reason, she couldn’t stop thinking of @Mahler today and it was driving her to distraction. She felt so angry and betrayed, yet she missed him bitterly.

She dropped the catch of the day in a central cache, then drew in a deep breath as she pondered what to do with herself. Druid supposed a patrol was in order. She turned and began making her way back toward the outskirts of the bypass, the former Graf still lurking in her thoughts as she walked in the ghost of his footsteps along the familiar route.

When she found herself on the far side of the territory, Druid absently pressed northward toward the neighboring forest. She peered at the abandoned glacier in the distance, then shifted her gaze westward. She could not see the coast from here, yet she thought of Mireille and suddenly wished she could spend some time with her friend. But she was needed here, so Mireille would have to wait.