Noctisardor Bypass zodon

a misted rain covered heda's flight from the hollow. she had told @Etienne she meant to return, that she only wanted to gather some things from the den in the bypass that they had left behind. and this was true, for heda would no more leave dinah and ava than she would consider a more merciful path for herself out of the potential of pregnancy.
the stretch of forest-punctuated land between the sunspire and the bypass provided little hunting and no warmth; heda was near-frozen under her sluggishly thickened coat by the time she reached noctisardor.
a sharp pungency at its edges told her that someone else had taken it.
the familiarity of the trails brought her head up in a gasp.