Dawnlark Plains lines for winter

she was never quite fond of leaving the rise on her own, let alone leaving the rise at all. but the world was a big place, and the girl was growing curious about the things that moon runner had seen during her days underneath the wild moon and snowy nights that plagued the wilds. sunrise thought of many things as she stepped past the border. she was leaving behind pieces of her, and even for a moment, the idea scared her.

she was a homebody, after all, she enjoyed the idea of always sleeping in her own bed and remaining close to her family. but she can tell there is still a sense of uncertainty in her family, and this drives the girl to become used to the idea of away. she walks the plains quietly, nose brushing against the lingering smells of strangers and growing curious about what exactly she might find while out here.

she wondered where the little mammals had gone in the winter, where all the butterflies flew to, and why the sun was still so chilly despite being present in the sky. her eyes grow shrouded with the dense afternoon fog that spreads over the plains, and for a moment, she feels nervous about not being able to see clearly.

there was fog in the air and fog in her mind. She didn't know what to make of this.