Dragoncrest Cliffs 2 legit 2 quit

With a groan Rae stirred from her impromptu nap among the trees, cursing herself and the sunlight stabbing her eyes and the dry stinging of her throat. What time is it? What year is it? She rubbed her eyes and squinted at the sky, determining that it was mid-afternoon, year still unknown. Ughhh.

Rae hauled herself to her feet and shook out her coat. She would hunt, she decided, to wake herself up. But when she turned around to search for a trail to follow, something stopped her in her tracks.

Th'fuck? She mumbled, rubbing her eyes again. Nope. Still there. The fuck? The fur along her spine began to lift as she stared straight ahead, still trying to process the sight before her. A wolf; not a wolf. A - a ghost?

No. No way. Rae didn't believe in ghosts. She made a face and stuck her tongue out, then started forward at a trot, her heart still racing in spite of her bravado. She would walk right through it and prove to herself that it was not real. And even if it was, what could he do? Rae wasn't about to be scared of some dead bitch.