Force The Traffic To Erase Your Family Demons

Pyralis was going nowhere in particular. She'd been separated from her family for some time now and hadn't felt the need to reconnect. The new generation was surely handling things just fine. They didn't need some old wild woman hanging around and ever since the death of one brother, her sister and the absence of another she just couldn't bring herself to stay still. She should just go back to the homeland but she'd sworn she never would.

Pyralis navigated through the winding paths of Fenrir's Maw, working higher and higher. A light snow was beginning to fall, heralding winter closing in. She could feel her joints ache now when a storm moved in. She'd never expected to live this long. She'd never made any plans for it either. So what now?