Sun Mote Copse look, it's getting late, so either shoot us or go away

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The girl figured that she would trek as far as she could to the east before her legs got tired and she was forced to consider turning around and taking the coast back toward home. She was already weary after having stopped and visited Stigmata. She wished that he had been able to join her in the remainder of her journey, but she knew that he had far more important things to tend to. Piper would see him again when she had finished her search. She would turn around and go back to the mountain near the valley that he intended to roam, and she would tell her family that was to be her new home.
 
The thought of informing her mother of such a decision was both sickening and liberating at the same time. Piper swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat and moved through the copse with her ears swiveling atop her crown. The terrain seemed so different out there; like it was meant for different wolves to wander upon it. Her long legs made easy work of traipsing through the woodland, but she had to be mindful of scent and sound in order to guarantee that she wasn’t missing anything.