FEELS LIKE COMING HOME

Ah, exploration. It is the food of the heart, and with it she comes to learn that she hates the Norht. It is overcrowded and boring, and no matter how pretty the snow and ice are, it does not make up for the embrace of the sun. It is what she is used to, after all; she remembers the feeling of warm rays stroking through her golden brown fur, and she misses it. Amenti is so cold and dark, and though her heart holds affections for Syrinx, she knows there is not much to be done with him.
She will marry who the Oracles predict for her, and they will predict for her when they feel it is time. Alas, she cannot help her impatience. But she will wait, and she will explore, legs wandering all across the North.