Phoenix Maplewood long before the haze

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By the fourth day, the yearling is restless. The Maplewood is lovely, and though she's yet to meet them outside Aditya, already she finds the Morningsiders far more agreeable. Still, her paws itch and ache more than the wounds littering the front half of her body — so, as the sun rises, she forces herself from her resting place and puts her nose to the ground.
In time, she picks up on the scent of a fox. Her pace quickens, wounds disregarded for the moment. I will not be a burden, she reminds herself, and she can almost forget the pain entirely. And soon, it's all over — she falls upon the fox with cutting teeth, and a crushing bite to the creature's throat ends the struggle. Satisfied, she picks it up and turns to find a cache, ignoring the way her head spins and her stomach flips.