Bearclaw Valley i wake up crying, you're making rain

hoping for bearclaw people!

something came over her and she is gone in the stormy night. she is positive that her sisters will notice. she is positive they might worry when the realization hit them. yet still she stood here miles and miles away. gold eyes wide as she stared up at the valley walls.

she could smell many things here. not so different from the collection of scents like kvarsheim. it is enough to give her a pause. she did not dare cross over as if she is only a spirit held back by a salt wall.