Moonspear like a lost puppy

Darkwoman did not feel Tribekin wanted her. She wanted to believe they did, but for now, her feet spurred her elsewhere. Run, running, tears soaking her dark face until she couldn't see. 

Her blood grew warm - hot, hot, hot - there were so many thoughts circling her brain and the ground felt on fire. They did not wish me there, did they? On the outskirts of the territory despite being welcomed with open arms and loving smiles. A whining yap came from her in dismay - she wasn't like them, wasn't like anyone here and oh, it hurt. 

Not wolf, not a jackal or coyote, where did she belong? Why had Kazakir disappeared? Where were her mum and da when she needed them? She longed for them but knew in her heart she would never find them. The lake was too vast, their scents lost to her nose. 

Lost, yes - she had never before left sandland so where even was she? Kusuma's last sane thought before her mad dash for anywhere was that she'd wanted to find where @Talisman went off to - Talis! Her friend! At least... she wanted... to be friends. 

Eventually, her legs grew too tired to run, and she trotted. Talis? the coyjackal panted. is this one in the right... place?