Damayanti had personally wished to cut the conversation and leave earlier, the more information she got, the quicker she could find a pack. As he said his goodbyes, Damayanti muttered a goodbye as well. She was out of there too. She started heading off, away from the borders as well. She needed to find a home and the mountains seemed like a great place to start. If nothing else, she seemed to like the attitude of the Poisoned one who had arrived to challenge her being there at the borders. That kind of common sense made her gain more respect for the male named Ash. She knew she might find better though. For if you settle with good, you can never find the best.

She ran through the assortments of snow and ice. She slid on a few slick patches as she ran. She decided to head down from the mountains for a bit, perhaps there would be more luck for prey there. She could hunt and rest up while coming up with a strategy. She knew that there had to be a place out there for her. She was determined to find it. Her tail wagged slightly as she ran. Damayanti’s tongue was hanging out the side of her mouth like a dog sticking his head out a car window. She thought of perhaps just finding the nearest water source and calling it good. But would it ever be good enough for her? She sometimes thought her expectations were too high. But high expectations was just a part of her.