Morningside Cuesta Ghosts make me twitchy

can we forward date a few days?

bhediya was tired of being afraid. the evening prior, after settling in the grove, she'd decided to visit the cuesta and make amends. there was no more morningside and she knew this; everyone was either dead or moved on. bhe knew this but decided that it didn't matter. being able to go and make the effort was the important part.

it was a long trip, about two days with only a few hours rest. once coming to the border, the scout collapsed and allowed herself a moment's reprieve. 

there was a distant mumbling that roused her from her rest. bhediya rose up onto all fours, blinking as she scanned the horizon. the frame of a stranger stood in the distance, appearing somewhat distressed. hello? i...oh, she called, sunny? she rose up onto all fours and began a slow trot in his direction. do you remember me?