Something was wrong. She couldn't even find solace in Cabeswater and after leaving the magic forest she felt... she felt off. She hugged herself as she walked through the twilight wood, looking far more concerned than a girl who was also a unicorn should look.
Her pale hair, her moon-white skin, and her white dress caught the dying light of the day when she caught the scent of fire, and of Witcher. But something was off there, as well. She had not encountered Geralt at his campsite in some time and she was surprised to realize he was there now, when the nights were chilly.
She changed course through the wood until she found the fire proper and his lean to. Even at this distance she could tell there was something different and she approached with natural caution.
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Her pale hair, her moon-white skin, and her white dress caught the dying light of the day when she caught the scent of fire, and of Witcher. But something was off there, as well. She had not encountered Geralt at his campsite in some time and she was surprised to realize he was there now, when the nights were chilly.
She changed course through the wood until she found the fire proper and his lean to. Even at this distance she could tell there was something different and she approached with natural caution.