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Returned to the forest after being aware of something 'off' for some time now. Hasn't the foggiest exactly what at this point and just assumes she needs to take better care of herself.
Stuck to the oak till the thick fog cleared, becoming aware of a nearby sibling later on after that. Far too nervous and uncertain to outright approach, for no reason other than the time and distance since she'd last seen Roma. Remained at the oak for some time, eventually creeping closer when she realized Sedirea was there as well, able to quell some of her worries remembering her last meeting with her half sister.
Remained there for a while, just enjoying the company before heading off to rest some more.



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Has been travelling in and out of worlds these past few months - led on by whispers and gentle tugs at her magic. Experiencing things shes read or heard about but not seen herself and learning from it all gladly. Assumed she knew who was responsible for guiding this journey and freely trusted the entire endeavor only to have that all ripped from her late into her journey.
Began the process of fusing cores to a dying planet when her mother chose to reveal herself and trap her within the core itself. Forced to listen to Nyx as the goddess chastised her(Gaea's) foolishness and left there alone to figure out how to leave the unstable world on her own. Managed it with a bit of luck though came out of it with large wounds on her right shoulder and flank. Spent time after that healing in the safety of her haunt once she made it back to the forest.

Somewhere while taking care of herself - noted the smell of blood not far off from the ruin and found a tiny fawn that was badly wounded. Hadn't known the creature was winged before this and the wounds the result of losing said wings but did know that she had the means to help them so gladly opened one of her own wounds to heal theirs and in doing so took most of their pain for herself. Lingered long enough to calm Iaz'ullarh down and made her way back to her ruins haunt to sleep it all off.

Stayed hidden in the ruins for several weeks healing both the old and new wounds before finally crawling down the stones the night prior. Glad to see the little fawn again when they came over and offered them some peaches.
Still lethargic overall but doing better.



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Largely quiet since the rut ended, scaled the ruins to its highest point and remained there in the shade of some old vines for a few days. Mulled over the events and though grateful for the few that welcomed her and happy to have seen one of her family members around - unable to fully shake the feelings of inadequacy that creeped up during the event. Did her best to convince herself to not take it personally as she was but nonetheless affected just the same.
Eventually managed to pull herself from the top of the stones by the allure of fog, scaling cold stone to find the culprit an ancient and dead being. Understood the sense of power that came from it and remained near to watch others interact with it, uncertain if she was ready to receive any gifts from the God.
Came around to the idea the next day after coming down from her high perch to lay on a lower wall and watch the great deer from a distance. Braved the crowd and quietly took the skull presented to her and returned to the wall. Given the idea to decorate it but lacking the needed items as of yet. Spent the rest of the curled up with it while she thought over what she wanted to do.


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Backtracking a smidge here:

In the weeks following her return to the forest has taken to the ruins. The location as the memories associated with the area gives her a sense of calm in light of everything else. Spent her time watching and waiting, expecting Nyx to come for her and take her back to the dark world. The months pass with no sight of her mother, leading the Lodestar to believe Nyx is really dead.
Her findings aside, has enjoyed watching the forest from her perch on the stones. Coming to see those who reside in the area as her neighbors, even worrying about them when things seem to not be going well. On one occasion ended up in an altercation involving one of them when the brute harmed a child and seemed to think they could remain there in a spot she usually reserved for another. Ended up with little to show for it other than a gash in shoulder but was satisfied when later on someone else larger handled the issue for her. Finding her size to be vexing but all the more determined to try to make up for it now and took time to let her wound heal.

Yesterday stretched out her sore muscles after stitting stagnant for some time, a visit from her friend just as much a breath of fresh air as the long blades of the birch grass was against her skin. Booked it across the forest, even tried to invite some fawns to join her in her run but wasnt bothered much when her antics went unnoticed. Stopped when her lungs couldnt keep up and stared off from a hill at the forest beneath her, feeling free for once in a long while. Lost track of time for a bit, till some calls brought her back to the moment and sent her back worriedly towards the sounds.
Followed at a distance of what seemed to be some kind of an attack, did her best to remain distant even as she considered how or even if she could help. Worried to some extent that getting involved could potentially lead to her death with her mother not around but more so worried for the victim as one of her neighbors. Kept away for her own fears and remained close when it all died down out of some hope that there might be safety in numbers for them - even if her presence isnt much.