flippity floppity floopers

The Saxe girl had found herself nearly as alone now as she had been before she'd managed to find her way back to the home she'd grown up in. She'd managed to find her sister, tracked her back to their brother to reunite the three of them, only to have Neios and then Nausica each vanish without a trace, which left Cascade to wander boredly alone. Her life had merely brushed others since then as she drifted. Joining a pack called Niflheim that had seemed so promising with the new alpha crowned on a carpet made of a wolf pelt only for it to dissolve nearly immediately. Responding in curiosity to a claimant's call and meeting a male who claimed to be her elder brother, but her interest had been quickly lost since the claimant was the pink-eyed female who had seemed to hold her in such dislike when all she'd done was some harmless flirting with the woman's mate. Met up with a pretty, tall younger male who'd given her momentary amusement with his hilariously drugged state, but it was disappointingly brief - he was wasting his potential just playing around with herbs when he could be doing so much more. Maybe he just needed someone to... guide him to it. Give him a little bit of a nudge to send him spiraling down so she could observe his descent from the start...

It was thoughts like that Cascade amused herself with as she moved with her usual bright, jaunty step through the fading emerald grasses of the valley.