Emberflame Ridge Take 'em with me to the grave in a suitcase

Traveling alone was getting pretty old. It had to be, if she had regretted (only once or twice) sending what’s-his-face packing so quickly! Guy was obvi not worth taking along, but at least if she’d let him tail after her, she could’ve gotten him to maybe catch her something to eat now and again.

Whateverrrr.

Tierra let out a dramatic sigh (at least her fourth while on this particular ridge) and flopped down to stare out into the distance, close enough to see off the side without risking immediate death via freak accident. God, that’d suck.

There was no way she was joining Epoch; if she remembered right, everyone there was old and boring. That pretty much eliminated every pack in this area she knew. Why did she come back here again?

With another sigh (five) she kicked a rock off the edge with a forepaw and listened as it bounced once or twice before disappearing into the whatever that lay below. At least the view didn’t completely suck.