Blacktail Deer Plateau give me one last kiss while we're far too young to die

tagging the three highest ranking members since there isnt a forum here ❤ @Aningan @Erzulie @Raleska

She hadn't expected to find Rusalka again, lacking any desire to return to the coast where only memories of Derg linger, yet the scents on this border are distinctly familiar. The pack has changed, grown smaller, and Derg's scent is mixed only faintly with the others now. As if he'd left recently. For some reason, the thought slows her retreat, then halts it entirely.
She turns, suddenly wondering if perhaps the pack that had scared her so much is the best place for her now. After all, the world is falling apart — perhaps ending entirely — and there is no longer any place for a scared, soft thing like her. Maybe it means she should be dead, but she doesn't care. She doesn't want to be dead, even if the rest of the world wants her that way — so maybe instead she can learn to be less afraid. Here, if they'll have her. She hides Stanley behind a tree, moves a bit closer to the border, and calls for an audience.