Sleepy Fox Hollow Lilac and gooseberries.

Much to her disappointment, the Fox Hollow had failed them.

When last she roamed there with Blodreina, it'd been brimming with promise. Nyx pressed on through the territory that afternoon, frame narrowed by hunger and looking for prey that she doubted would be found. Even her trips beyond Diaspora's claim had been fruitless, yet some small hope kept her searching.

Stigmata's dream of Diaspora taking reign over the range was swiftly coming to an end, as the mountains themselves seemed eager to evict those who remained. Nyx, having did her best to remain in the background in the weeks since their dispersal, abandoned her hunt for food with a defeated sigh and began another for any new information that @Mahler may have.