Northstar Vale mythic

lingering.

did she linger? she did not think so, but this woman thought so. with her tail so high and her features marred by scars.

passing. not lingering. she clarified with a slight tilt of her head. granted she had no clue what she might do once she passed through. she had thought she might turn around, but she could always shuffle over the mountain side and into more unknowns.