Hoshor Plains im an object in motion

@Ariadne when you have time!

The camps were set, and Vairë wandered from Moonglow’s claimed area. Her children were kept under watch, she was not needed for leadership right now. The high grasses brushed her shoulders as she walked, finding her way to a wide, flat rock. There, she perched like a great cat, watching the milling of the bison.

One of her ears twitched to the side, then back, focusing on sounds behind her. Out here, she was alone with the tangle of her thoughts, ever attuned to the complexities of her life.

You think so much, hummed old doe, it must be tiring. She ignored her, until her presence faded out.

Footsteps, soon after. That must have been why.