North, North, and further North. Ro couldn't remember the last time she'd traveled this far. Probably because there hadn't been a last time, however details really were the least concerning thing to her right now. What was important, however, was that progress was being made. Sure, there was no real evidence leading to that statement being true per say, however the young fae could definitely feel it in her bones. Perhaps she'd picked up a knack for clairvoyance with all this 'alone time' she'd been experiencing as of late. Or maybe her body was giving her false hope as some sort of obscure defense mechanism against her rapidly decreasing mental state. Clairvoyance sounded cooler in the long run, so maybe that's just the story she'd stick to for now.
"All this just for dad, and guess what? He'll never even know I went through with any of it. Might as well be all for nothin'. Could of joined a pack and settled down by now I bet, but noooo. I'm such a good daughter." She grunted, too bad her mother hadn't agreed on that last bit. Then she'd never of had to go through all this trouble in the first place. "I was always such a good daughter.. Agh, what the heck."