Moonspear i just ate an entire seahorse!

Frolic was gently but firmly grounded after her safe return to Brecheliant. She didn’t care much at first, too shaken up by the entire thing to complain. But her adventurous streak couldn’t be contained for long. At first, it was enough to simply regale her siblings with her tales of escaping the “hellcat,” ad nauseum. But they grew bored of hearing it and she grew bored of telling it, so Frolic had no choice but to seek out life’s next great adventure.

She returned to the scene, feeling rather daring. What if the cat returned? Frolic saw no one and nothing as she strode through the wood, though the play of sunlight through the canopy spooked her a little. She burst into a gallop that carried her through the brambles to its far side. Frolic dashed along the foot of a mountain until she had to stop to catch her breath.

She peered upward, eyes wide and lips slightly parted as she took in the colossal rock wall. It was a bit like the caldera, only so much taller. She had to crane her neck almost 180° just to peer at the mountaintop, which appeared to be swallowed by clouds. Frolic gawped for a little while before gazing northward, nose twitching as she thought she caught the scent of wolves.

She’s outside the borders but I wanted to plop this here for visibility! :)