Lost Creek Hollow See if you don't end up un-broke

Hope you don’t mind me throwing her in here!

She had been observing for a bit now. Watching the waterfall, seeing it tumble over its rocky edges in deep thunders. It reminded her, briefly, of the place in the Hinterlands she had seen for a moment, briefly, when trying to follow the path of Lane and the others.

In the end, however, Faun was just as lost as she was when she started. A lone young woman, struggling once more. This time, though, she had managed to keep herself somewhat fed, so her ribs did not peer through her coat so much. She still did not look healthy, but she looked better than she had.

The dark shape, however, was not something she had been expecting. Her eyes tracked it, helpless to do anything else, hunching down further into the grass in an attempt to hide. Like a fawn, though her coloring was off. Pink continued to watch, to wait, until the shape became lupine. Another wolf. Faun’s ears lifted, slowly. And when the figure vanished, she moved to her feet as fast as her paws could take her, eyes going comically wide. Where had they gone?

She skittered out of her cover, following the dark one as best she could without being spotted, slipping into the tunnel herself. She had to blink a fair few times to get her eyes to adjust, but when she did…

Oh… The sunlight spilling through, the water still dusting her pelt, this place was beautiful in many ways. It was only then she realized the sound she made did, in fact, carry, and she quickly folded one paw over her nose, eyes wide.