Traydon River

This river is famously known for its fish!

Never play with fire
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Fyra was quite a way from home. The young femme trotted on calloused paws father than she’d dared venture before; and that said a lot about her. How she was so nervous about leaving, wanting more than anything to stay near her pack and family. She needed stability more than anything, or at least, she had done. Now her life wasn’t so stable at all, practically falling apart at the seams. And she found she actually preferred things that way. She liked not being controlled, knowing what the next day would bring. She was unpredictable and wanted to live as such. And so that was what she wanted, yes, but also what she feared. She wanted to do things but was afraid of doing so; there were people that would stop her.

Thinking things through, the fire-pelted femme approached the traydon river with caution. Her thoughts especially went back to the time she had run away from a boy she was starting to enjoy talking to. All for the sake of Achilles. Well, #### him. #### them all. Today it was just her in her mind, no other thoughts clogging her. Her, and her father. At this thought her black paws took her to the exact same spot he had been sent off, and her eyes focused on the far end of the river, where it led round to join up with bigger rivers. That was the last place she had seen her father. Though technically, it was just a body. No, the last time she had seen him was when they had all battle-cried their way to Ice Pack.

Thoughts a muddle, the femme perched upon the grass at the rivers edge, watching ahead yet not focused on much of anything… her gaze was almost blank. Oh father. she said into the air. It was silly to think he would listen; he was dead, after all, but she almost thought that his memory was the only thing there for her now. What do I do? she asked, golden eyes brimming with sadness. She had Strider’s eyes; she’d always been told so, although they looked almost like a furnace boiling inside her when in contrast to her own scarlet fur.

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