Silvertip Mountain How funny it’ll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downward

@Merrick @Aventus

She moved through the evergreens, tracking the scent of Ursus until she found herself nearing the border. She should feel nervous or afraid of what might happen, but all she felt was peace. Ever since handing her life over to the spirits of the bears, she found that following their will always led her to the place she needed to be. 

It had been a hard lesson to learn. They had needed to break her completely before her mind would allow them inside. And at her lowest point, they had enveloped her and given her the tools to pick herself up and move forward. 

She would explain this to Merrick and Aves, and whatever happened next would be what was meant to happen; she knew that to be true in the deepest parts of her soul.

A large wound ran along the left side of her head, just above her ear. It was healing and scabbed over now, but it still throbbed from time to time as it did now. She ignored it and lifted her muzzle to call for Merrick and Aves.