Stavanger Bay move along, move along

If you mind my assumptions, Danni, just hit me up and I’ll revise! :)

Treepie knew @Alaric wouldn’t want to leave her behind, though she insisted he head back to Dawnspear without her. He had done what he could for her; now he needed to get back to help Haedwig. She asked him to let their pack mates know she needed a few days to herself before she would follow him home.

She had half a mind to go visit Sialuk, though she couldn’t find the energy to go much of anywhere. Tiuttuk spent days in the snowy field where she had found the healer, barely moving. When hunger finally drove her from her wretched pit of depression, she made her way to the nearby coastline.

Icy wind stung her face as she walked along the shore, picking at whatever washed-up carrion she could find. Feeling a little queasy, she took shelter behind a dune, huddling in the sand facing the choppy waters. Fighting nausea distracted her, though not as much as rushing to the water and retching into the surf.

At least her stomach stopped rolling. Tiuttuk rinsed her mouth out with some saltwater, then let out a sigh and began to turn inland. She ought to get back to the mountain before the elements sapped what little remained of her energy.