Lost Creek Hollow wear your silver lining; wear it close to your skin

breath was still fresh in her lungs, the euphoria of the chase settled over her like fine mist. rabbit lay swinging in her jaws as the woman moved at a loose walk, gaze searching the treetops as she sought the nearest cache. the simple rush of the hunt, the purpose that was good and old as time, filled her with something like peace. this place was full of reminders, of trials, but not all the memories invoked were bad, anymore. sunlight broke over the trees, exagerated rays piercing through the conifers and dappling the snow. her pace slowed further, and the huntress paused a moment as a raven moved betwixt the trees, calling in creaking voice as it passed over her head. this was not where she'd ever planned to end up. but in this moment, a simple kind of happiness settled. aditya was gone and not coming back. morningside was scattered, and there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. she was motionless a moment longer, then, and when she realized the sudden though was not intrusive but perhaps that start of something new, she continued on.