What was left of her conscience ached often enough as it was, with the weight of her past deeds. Colette didn’t need to add this to it by leaving Reika wondering and worrying.
So, despite how she loathed the forest Reika and her companions seemed to have hunkered down in, Colette made her way through it, seeking any sign of the younger female. She didn’t dare call out, not wishing to draw any more attention to herself from any of the others. At least the forest was a little easier to navigate, with winter upon them. But not much.
(This post was last modified: Dec 04, 2022, 06:12 AM by Colette.)