Bramblepoint unreal world

Set at the northernmost edge of Bramblepoint.

Lately, Brecheliant had not felt the same. Not since the passing of her father. Her whole world was turned upside down. His loss affected not only her, but Ponyboy, Boris, her mom and nearly everyone else in the pack. These were unsettled times, where the future ahead was blurry at best.

As much as she loved her home and had promised never to abandon it, the growing teenager could not resist the pull to strike out. To stretch her legs and get away. Just to put some distance between herself and the caldera, as if doing so would clear her mind. Temporarily erasing all of her negativity.

But nothing was ever solved by running away from your problems. Bronte wasn't thinking like that as she moved north, picking her way the thick forest. In the spring and summer it would be alive with greenery. Now, as winter was around the corner, it was barren. 

At least it was easier to see. No less difficult to navigate. Burrs snagged at her fur, debris of spindly twigs and leaves making themselves at home. Even the thorns seemed to have it out for her. Stumbling, she nearly tripped. Cussing under her breath as for the umpteenth time, she reached to pull another offender out between her toes.