Dawnlark Plains and so, she decided to start living the life she imagined.

A new chapter had begun for the dispersal dame dispersing from her adoptive parents and following into Teekon Wilds grasp. The coil of the zephyr ruffled the woman's long and tangled forelocks her paw pads burned from the heated dead lands. Humidity absorbing her dark pelt her ribbon hung from her jowls, saliva rolling off its serpent structure and onto the hardened sod where the earth absorbed it quickly desperate for hydration. Her orbs glistened like a lit pool of water with Sol glistening onto the surface reflecting in a blinding sensation. The maiden attempted to smell her way out of the dried up land which ended with no results. Disabilities causing the woman to have difficult times to move herself across terrain. Perhaps, she thought- heading towards the Bracken woods would help cool down the blazing fire she felt on her spine that taunted her. She shifted her gait into a slow canter, her mitts hitting the sod with a thud each stride the petite damsel huffed and puffed before collapsing to the dried land. Her eyelids hung over her fiery eyes to block the invading sun. Her tassel was curled to her side while her skull was rested on her burned paws to exhausted to move from the long travels and constant heat with rarely any water source or successful hunt with barely any sight or hearing even if there was a thicket or pool nearby or just the smallest of prey she wouldn't know because of the lack of those senses missing. She was accepting her fate by now and allowing herself to get comfortable for mother nature to take her and end this misery, perhaps leaving the Mountain she once called home was where she truly belonged..