Broken Antler Fen Me, in NY? Ah, I own that city - FUGGEDABOUDIT!

backdated to 12/10

She tried to make herself appear as if she belonged here, but really, after the still-being-hashed-out-in-human-time conversation with Penn, she was even more rattled to arrive at these borders. Still, Lilitu brought herself to a halt just shy of the scent markers and took a deep breath—luckily not inhaling snowflakes this time.

It had been a day or two before she'd set her sights once more on Brecheliant. It was guilt, mostly, that kept her away. She had left—not once, but twice. In her first absence, her mother and Wraen had both perished. 

What would she walk into this time?

Her sweet voice floated over the fen, summoning. . .well, whoever led this place right now. Was it still Maia and Eljay? Their scents remained, she noticed, but others had faded. Lilitu let loose a shuddering exhale, suddenly incredibly nervous.