Blacktail Deer Plateau and all god's people find their place

she is around the general area, anyone is welcome to run into her, but no more than two others please!

She had left it all behind once more. A practice that felt more like ritual by now.

She made home in the heart of a plateau. The place was silent, long vacated by wolves but abundant with other such things. It was the kind of place that made her brain think in a list of faces she had lost.

The first was her mother. What would she think of such a place? Did she live somewhere like it now?

Then her brothers. Long gone, but their memory still fresh in her mind. She wondered what life would have looked like with them at her sides now.

Finally, of Gleipnir. A face that made her heart beat like war drums before it silence once more.

Could she honor them all in a place like this? Could she fix anything if she finally put roots in for good?

She could not do that alone. Her heart would yearn and she would follow the wind to wherever. Yet...if she had plenty here, if she could cut the yearning right out of herself, bury it into the ground and have it grow...she might finally settle.

So young to be so hungry for solid foundation.