The woman was on the move, unaware of the events within her region. She moved, ignoring the sounds of heavy footsteps further south. Meissa was vaguely aware of herd movements, possibly migrations due to the weather changing. Did many mammals migrate when winter came or was that a thing that birds did?
She found herself at a location she'd been once before.
Unfortunately, the scents she'd smelled that day were long gone. More recent were brief scents of her mate and the man named Borealis, but they didn't smell like they were from that day. The woman moved along the shore until she reached the watering hole, where she settled onto her stomach and began lapping at the water.
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