Time to hide or time to run?

It was... strange to be back. Very, very strange. She never expected to return, but she found herself here again. It was compounded further by the fact that she had to pass her old home, the home of the pack Abaven. Not something she particularly enjoyed; Abaven was a place that made guilt well up inside of her. It was one of the few things she regretted. Leaving. But she just couldn't... she couldn't go back. She couldn't face her old packmates again. She couldn't face Wren. She couldn't face Bass. And Harmony... but Harmony had been gone, the little wolf she regarded as a sister.

Her jaw clenched, and she shook herself. This was not the time to bring up memories. She was far from Abaven; she was near the sea, bordered by a river. The Kamui Delta, it was called, and it was a beautiful place. This was also the first time in her three and a half years of life that she had ever seen the ocean, too, and she had to admit it was beautiful. Now, though, she stood near the river, nose wrinkling as she sniffed it. She wasn't entirely sure if it was drinkable. It flowed to the ocean, not from it, but she was still hesitant. After all, it was so close and the ocean was quite undrinkable.

With a huff, she leaned back, settling down on her haunches. Her indecision was bothering her a ridiculous amount; she really just needed to relax. Hard to do with all the memories, but maybe she'd be lucky and a distraction would come along.