She was heading away from the lagoon, there had been enough time spent lurking in the area and surely one of her parents scented her by now or even a sibling. There was no hiding Tilly had made it to the lore. Granted that didn't mean she was going to stick around. If her mother was flourishing here then she was of no use for now.
Her dark head swung back over her shoulder, examining the land before her. It held nothing for her and was nowhere near as grand as Torbine was. She was half ready to turn herself south and go back to the grand place. There she had more use and was able to create bonds that were as strong as a mountain.
Tilly had to focus on moving on, though. It was with a huff that she continued onwards in the glow of the morning light.
Into a sacred coffin