Marked by fate
I can’t afford for anyone to get too exhausted, and we need to keep reserves in case we’re attacked, but at the same time, we need to get out of here.
As the sun continues to climb in the sky, the rocky terrain around the river gives way to grassland, massive meadows of long grass and wildflowers beginning to bloom. It’s beautiful, but I feel very exposed. The grass isn’t that long yet, so we can’t hide in it. Zanthe uses her senses constantly, filtering in information about our surroundings. I can hear rabbits and mice scampering away through the grass, birds high above us as well as in the grass, and the breeze is coming towards us with no scent of wolves on it. But of course, that means w