A Vast Empty Space [Void]

Mæva had meant to check her boundaries with her father before going to the Battlefield. While they were given pretty much the run of surrounding territories she had the feeling he wouldn't want her wandering all the way up north.

Still, one thing lead to another as she was traveling and chatting with Geira and before she knew it the impulse to check out the battlefield again and overwhelmed her and the journey began. It took a good amount of time to travel that distance and by the time she arrived it was early evening. That was alright though. She remembered the den they'd stayed in at the Mile-High Woods. She could stay there for the night. With Geira along side she'd also have someone to help tend to any injuries. While the caracal was not a healer by profession she did know basic first aid.

Mæva threw back her head and howled for an opponent.