Nocturne Summit (m) This is why we can't have nice things, darling.

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A day or so had passed, with Lilitu and Bridget coming down the mountain to make their report, and then when they went off again Ibis was left to her own devices. She gave them what remained of the herbs that they had brought, portioning them out as evenly as possible between the three of them; then, when she felt the familiar sense of warmth flooding her skin again, she grabbed her bundle and headed off.

She planned to visit Antares and do a quick check-up on him; but as she roamed, her path led her towards the mountains instead. The burning in her belly was difficult to ignore. Ibis knew what this was by now, she knew she did not want to be trapped in the woods, or caught out in the open. She needed a distraction — and the dwindling herb collection could serve a purpose.

Ibis headed along the hillside until the snow-covered grass became more mountainous and exposed terrain, ducking beneath trees and weaving along stone spines that sat bare-faced in her path. The burning in her belly did not abate. She dug a shallow cache to deposit the herbs she carried with her, marked it quickly by scraping the tree looming nearby, and then began to pace upon the cliffside.