The Event Post I've Been Meaning to Do

Sparrow kept away from her pack as of late. Really, she kept away from everyone. Her companions followed her diligently, but there was a space between them, and for today, she told them to wait at camp. She toured the old battlegrounds, the flat lands sprawling ahead of her, dappled with debris and other waste that was probably important to someone at some point. The woman wasn't sure where to start, but it wasn't here. She figured she'd hang around for another day, then pick up camp and move on to whatever was next. The steps weren't important, only the destination.