Phantom Hollow miles outside of the eye of the storm

galana had meant to make her way to morningsong, aware of the openness of it's borders to the moon villages. the smoky scent of the once forest was an interest quickly sated with exploration. though she'd decided to continue, growing bored fast.

she'd stopped for a drink at the river, but looking just across her body grew rigid at the sight of another. he appeared rather large to her at further glances. she watched, assuming she'd been seen as well with the anxious appearance. was he hurt?

"are you alright?" she called out to him, still stiff and unsure of the situation.