Hideaway Strath My past does not define me

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Fury rarely left the Strath these days.
She had wolves to protect, a child to raise, a husband to adore...
Life didn't feel that it could get much better in the moment.

She furrowed her brows at the passing thought of allyship.
They had none, now. 
No official ones anyway.

Vex and her brood had disappeared without word or trace.
And Fury had too many enemies due to her own faults, the Wilds were not safe to wander for her as freely as they might have been, had she had any other path.

The Fullvalda contemplated on this for a moment as she looked out over the Strath from the northern borders, risen high above the valley she claimed.
She wondered about if Sovereign would make a fine leader, should she die or disappear before the Hilmir was ready to take the throne.

Fury prowled along, also thinking if she should have more children this coming season.
Not that the effort had been fruitful beyond her mini-me.
Shaking her head sharply, Fury sighed with a guttural grumble and resumed her liesurely patrol.