Change The Inside Of Me

Reila’s leg was freshly healed but still just felt a little unstable and off. But the small woman wouldn’t have shown so. It wasn’t the first time she broke a leg or a bone. She was rather resilient and numb to physical inflictions and general worries.

She had opened up a little to the healers who assisted her recovery and Chimera, or at least just seemed more comfortable around them. That actually wasn’t very difficult for her. The emotional baggage she was carrying however was something entirely different.

Reila was eager to get out and hunt for the pack. Not herself, she had silently set this goal to pay back a debt to Fenmyre for taking such good care of her without being asked of course. Going out on this hunt had been on her mind for a while. Maybe she was about to push herself a little too far but she wouldn’t have even considered to slow down. She started breaking apart shrubbery around the grove and lining and stacking it into a funnel type path.

"Reila"