Kintla Flatlands I need a walk…. A break.

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The great hunt upon the Great Plains had been an amazing experience, and so many good things had come from it. In the beginning she’d found a friend, more like confidante, in @Valiant, a new home in @Rodyn, a friend in @Heph. Her life had surely turned around, as she was no longer traveling, wandering aimlessly except for seeing new lands. She had begun to settle.

Today, she had found herself nearing a great river, so she’d stopped for a chilling drink. She stepped up to the edge of the river, bowing her head to lap up the brisk water, but when she brought her head back up, she caught a scent on the wind. An unfamiliar one, female, wolf, she stood straighter, her ears perked. She turned around, and caught sight of the wolf creating the scent, she was gray, nearly blending in with the rock she laid upon except for her white collar and points.