Silver Creek Harpy Hare

Haedwig has grown tired. Her legs beg for her to cease, but she pushes forward nonetheless. The journey is almost over, she can feel it.

Pushing through the tree lines stubborn branches and bushes, she soon emerges into a clearing. It is green, untouched, and complete with a forked creek. This is where she is meant to be, she knows it. She has seen it so vividly.

Stalking forward, she drops next to the creek with a 'whump' and an exhale. Now she only has to wait. For Europia, for @Thalassa, for @The Umbra, for @Makhai.

They will come, the queendom will live on, and she will die. Just as was intended.