The hills rolled on forever, dark foreboding. Clouds rolling in from the west carried rain or worse, snow, she could smell it. The whole of the land was shrouded in fear. It had been days since she had seen another living being of her kind and she could not dismiss the feeling that she alone.
There was no way out she had tried. The hills became too steep, the river too fast and the boarder along the eastside too heavily guarded by humans.
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