Gyrfalcon's Keep i am not a fool entire

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She was back.

In her mind, at least. There was some lingering weakness, sure, but Vairë was as she ever was before. The doe with itching feet, though they itched less now.

But she had been enclosed in the village for a stifling month, and she couldn’t smother the want to explore, just for the day. So, she spoke word to another in the village in passing, and set out as the dawn touched the sky.

She took it slow, never going above a lope, but her ground eating trot was good enough for the hours to tick by as the cold sun crossed the sky. Fox fur set around her shoulders, she moved through the plain, the wood, up into the mountains until she could see the sea. The birds wheeling above her head weren’t the gulls she knew lived on the beach, but much larger.

With a pang, she wondered after Akaagigan, wishing her bird well as he came back to her. The doe closed her eyes and listened to the squawk of birds.