Redhawk Caldera native boomerang

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After climbing down the mountainside, Fox found that she had no desire to return to where she had been staying the week prior. The space was too small and the cliffs too steep. At least here, at the base of the mountain, she could stretch her legs a little further. Once she healed more, though, she had a feeling she'd go right back to the top. Perhaps in a few weeks.

Thankfully, she'd had half a brain and had brought along her supply from Blue Willow. Fox had become enamoured with them, chomping down more than she should have. They gave her an elated feeling and took the pain away from her side. Life was so much easier when she was eating the herbs, and she had no desire to go back to feeling her fractured rib. The drugs did make her sleepy, causing her to walk around half-lidded a majority of the time, which was what she was doing right now. Slowly but steadily, she was making her way around the western curve of the mountain's base.