Emberwood cicero smiled

Open to anyone! She's tracking @Scipio but that doesn't mean she has to find him.

The night was early and she was in good spirits. Even the pinpricks of rain did not dampen them, but rather, goaded her towards the cover of a nearby forest. Once the wanderer had breached the edge of the foreign tree line she began to scout the area - looking for something familiar, or at the very least something edible. There was a slight aroma upon the evening air that was indeed familiar, however, Basilie could not place the scent. It was akin to the metallic scent of blood, only fainter. Very faint, in fact. She did not hold back in her pursuit of understanding; the trees parted before her, and as her dark silhouette eased through the gap between the red trees, she thought she saw - No, it was nothing. A hopeful flicker of imagined movement, maybe. The scent had faded, leaving her surrounded by the dying fires of autumn and the soft applause of the rain.