And everywhere the streets are full of strangers [R.O.]

I want to get this up sooner than later.... my motivation is -100000 right now
Read only! I'll be keeping her active long enough to finish any threads but no new ones after this :(

It was morning when stepped across the border of Duskfire, a light drizzle landing upon her pelt and her breath misting in the chilly air. The sun had not yet risen but a soft glow illuminated the mountain behind her. She stood for a moment, gazing at it and the grounds before it.

She had told none but Maera and Bazi that she was leaving, and Maera was the only goodbye she had given. She felt terrible leaving the girl behind, but she knew she could not be content until she left these lands far behind her. Bazi's had not in any way counted as a farewell and the white wolf's words rang in her mind now as she looked upon what she was to give up. 'Freeze', she had said, and it was a fate that very well could occur. She knew very well the craziness of leaving the security of a pack now and wandering into the unknown. It was because of this that she did not seek out Malachi though she knew she owed him an explanation. She did not want to hear the same thoughts echoed from him, nor anyone else. This was her decision and she deemed the risk to be worth it.

Worth what, exactly? It was on this point that she was unsure still. She did not know what it was that drove her to leave. Perhaps it was the recent chaos making her second-guess their security here. Perhaps it was loneliness, a desire for connections that were not to be found on the Glacier. Or perhaps it was just her perpetual need to keep moving. This was the longest home she had ever held if you counted Swiftcurrent. It was funny... she'd finally found a pack that would keep her and it was she who was running herself out. Obviously she had issues, that much was clear.

With a final, silent farwell to the mountain and this place she had called home, she set her muzzle east and followed where it would lead. There was no destination in mind, nor any goal specifically. Just the overwhelming need to run as far as she could with nothing but the wind and the ice to witness.