Deepwood Weald silver light,

Miriam set herself away, telling @Asmoses and @Liliana she would be back at night. Though she warned the two, especially Liliana, to stay in the den, and to stay close. The mother didn't know her daughter would go on an adventure, for she was also currently at a getaway. She simply removed herself from Neverwinter- the first in a while since recieving children.. The only other time she had left, was when her daughter had been attacked.

It was stiffling, some days she felt like a panic attack being induced from all the stress. She only had gotten together, coming into terms of what had happened. The Goddess blessed her with so, the sign of purity and forgiveness. Yet, the darkness, always kept crawling. The demons from the bottoms of the abyss always seemed to come forth and attack her so.

She felt induced into a puddle of misery, and when the girl saw the sign of water continuing to fall through- she finally felt it was what was needed to move. So she ventured further, however felt the rain was.. Odd, at the most. Like never-ending pour, as the mud tracked against her wispful fur, and she entangled herself into the Deepwood Weald.

The rain, seemed adnormal. She wanted to wait for it to stop- but it almost looked like it would never stop. 

So she waited, before treading home.