Heavy puffs of air escaped her in wisps. Her pace was quick as she moved across the land - away from the Cove. She felt the need to escape everything for a moment. Perhaps it was paranoia (or the increase in calls she received) that had Birtie feeling constricted as if everyone was breathing down her neck. It made her crawl in her skin more than she already was. Mentioning that reminded her there was still no sign of any change and part of her worried.
She had to push the thoughts out of her mind quickly to escape their choke hold. It was all just nerves and hormones. Everything was fine, she was overreacting to things, right?
The large female found a place to hide amongst the dense trees. She was far enough out from the Cove's lands that no one should 'accidentally' stumble upon her. It would be hard for any social interactions to be an accident at this time of night and location.