Ocean's Breath Plateau a psychic wound

Something stirred within her. 

While it was not the starfire that burned in her belly, it became increasingly clear that whatever sickness had sunk in its claws was determined to suck the very life out of her. Her worry for Ariadne had sapped her appetite and fuelled its grip further to the point where her ribs protruded in a ghostly manner from her sides. Each day she woke and each day she called, hoping to hear a reply on the wind.

But none such came.

Despair dredged her from the bay, loath to return to Moonglow lest she not like what she found. Instead, her paws wove towards where Moontide lay, the weald at her flank as her mind envisioned Arkadiy and then Dutch, until their features merged to one and she dreamed guiltily of his embrace. 

By the time the plateau came into sight, her feet formed drag marks in the dirt and she gathered the last of her strength to call for @Chakliux.