Nocturne Summit yondering

After finding out about Tindómë, the silvery scout had headed in the opposite direction to weigh her options. It started in the Strath, never finding real trace of the pack the young girl talked about, then worked east to the mountains. They were the range she had grown familiar with before heading to the coast, so naturally, Jomyo decided that there would be a good place to rest and regroup--this translated into something a lot like holing up in the mountains for much longer than she had actually planned. She slept, hunted, scavenged, and kept to a basic routine all by herself for a turn of the moon, days all but misplaced between the next.

More and more, it was seeming as if heading back towards the forest of the King Elk was her next best bet, although she had yet to move on this urge. The nights weren't that bad, and so far, her little lifestyle was fruitful in the meadows hidden away between the peaks. Mostly she was just lonesome and bored, which was something that had not been so much of a bother before. She kept thinking, soon, because she had to. Soon, since it could be a wise move for her. It was getting to be about that time, even if she had been on her own for this long. 

Her peculiar urge to find a high point brought her to this shadowy mountain which ended up being a lot closer to Moonspear than she had intended to come. It loomed dangerously near, always catching her eye, and making her dangerously curious. Jomyo eventually turned to find a horizon it did not occupy immediately so not to feel its gaze right now. She still constantly hoped to find sight of one of her brother's birds carrying word of his safety, but instead only saw lonely vastness each time. Even Tindómë's woods were further away than she had meant to let them get.. yet that all could wait; Jomyo still stubbornly trusted she could and would do more before she made up her mind about anything.

After nothing else up high caught her eye for the whole morning of skimming the heights, she began to move down the elevations on the path of least resistance. On the way, she was set on the prowl for an easy meal before it got too late in the day.