Emmalee

I run and run through the woods, tirelessly at first before exhaustion permeates every bone in my body and slows me down.

Panting, I keep pushing myself. It's not safe to stop now. I've lost all sense of direction by now. I'm just running straight ahead, hoping I can see a road up ahead or anything, really. It would be wonderful to come across someone who would direct me back to town.

I have to make it to White Mane. My people will help me, I'm sure they will.

But the longer I'm on ...