Emberflame Ridge Whatever you wish for, you keep

The trees sounded beautiful. The wind shifted through the leaves, and the grass blew songs along the ground. Birdsong sang out in the distance and over her head. Frogs croaked out and dragonflies spun about the air.

A moment of peace. Learning, trying, adapting. Shadow ridge would be home- it was only that it would take time, and so the girl allowed that time to come. It was difficult. No one taught her how to take these moments kindly or how to allow every emotion to be felt and acknowledged as a passing thought. I am breathing. I am seeing. I am feeling.

Teeth hit the back of her nape and ripped her off the tree.

A curdled scream hit the wind. "@Muskrat!" Fear scorched her blood and sent her into a spiral. She didn't know why aapa almost came out first. He would not come. Nor would @Hex, and still, "HELP!" Pleaded out in a birthed desperation. And 'help' tried to sprint from her lips a second time but was quieted by her heart in her throat. Help never came even once, and still she begged for it even now as if Sedna would pass her even a moments thought.

Not again. It couldn't happen again. Nutuyikruk would not live another life in a new bed again or be put to sleep by a strangers teeth. And though time ago, she would have fallen to the ground and cried for mercy, something raged in her. Not again! Not again! Her body thrashed and spun to try and free from the shadow woman that did not summon from the ridge, that was not from her home. What she was trying to make her home.