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The crimson lady was out at dusk, watching the sunset from the higher reaches of the Spear.
She sat there for a long time, overlooking the horizon and the sprawling terrains below.
As the stars began appearing one by one into the indigo skies, Wicca smiled softly and finally brought herself to look around, as if bringing herself back into the present moment in a way.
The medic stood then, and began picking her way back down the steep slopes, mindful of the rocks and loose slate beneath her paws; She was not yet skilled enough to be completely silent in her movement over the Mountain.
All in due time, though.
Wicca continued downward, molten gaze on the lookout for prey, or company. whichever, if not both.
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