Noctisardor Bypass cryptic shot

Days were swiftly shortening, signalling the seasons shifting. The daylight was already almost up. She was feeling awfully aware of it. It was only further insult on the chilliest nights, but those still came and went, what with a solid freeze not having set in yet. However, that wouldn't last much longer. Time would pass and winter would come.

She had already mentioned to Soleon that she intended to make for a route towards the mountains, but something in her lately had her tempted to go further--not that there was a great need or anything, but she had an inkling. Her distant plans had been largely untouched, and sometimes, she wondered if it was pointless to even consider at all. Surely, long enough had gone by; wolves died by now and some messages may have nowhere to go in the grand scheme. Even contact with the homeland seemed like a faraway concept now, where her days were woven neatly into this Teekon routine--where enough things happened here to keep her busy, and grounded enough to live.

Ah, she tried not to dwell on it too badly. On her way out towards the edges of the Bypass' territory, she thought she picked up a fresh trail on both of the leaders, but she did not follow it. Her meander went south, not yet committed to one task in full.