Gift RE: You look up at the perfect angle and the nearest evergreen tree lines up with the night sky. From here it looks like a star is balanced perfectly on top.
Enera had made her goodbyes and promises to return, but still it had felt as though the moment itself would never arrive. Leaving the Chasm with Woya and the rest of the children had helped ease her into leaving; it made the goodbye at her mama's grave easier; it felt more like a trip than leaving for good. Now, however, with the eastern sky turning pale and the mountain stretching beneath her paws, the Rayvne girl wondered once again if she was making the wrong choice.
It was too late to take it back now.
"Adonya, Sovanya, it's time to go," she said softly, nudging her sisters gently with her nose. Today they would start slow; if they could make it even a quarter of the way down the mountain before nightfall she would be happy. Her sisters were not accustomed to travel, while Enera herself had spent the summer growing in strength and endurance while ferrying water to the pack.