Getting Bearings

She was near the Fern Gulley, on her side of the border. The Plunder was behind her, even if she inched away from it and crept slowly over the border as she went. This time, she looked for more herbs. Well, it was an 'as usual!' one. She was always looking for herbs in a sense; be it motherwort, lavender, or marigold. Those seemed to be the theme with collecting. Eden walked until she spotted a massive shape. She paused, fear welling in her stomach.

A lion?

Here?

She froze on the spot, quivering for herself and her unborn children. The lion didn't seem to notice her. She wanted to yell, to scream and alert the Plunder. But she was such a coward... Eden, instead, backed away... If she could remain unseen, she could scurry back. Yes, that seemed a good plan. As she backed away, a paw hit a stick. It snapped. O-Oh! she gasped audibly now, fear and panic inequality. She balked, eyes wide and wild.