Chapter 157 - Rogues-Ridge

Masque, Kayak, and Ella departed the camp just as the sun was beginning to rise, the early morning light coming through the dense canopy of trees overhead. They were on a mission to find their clan some new territory, away from the perils and prying eyes that had followed them for far too long. It was an important quest. Ella had a purposeful posture and a concentrated, focused mind. She was tired from the fights lately, but this was a step toward taking back what was truly hers. Masque, ever watchful, stalked alongside her, his gaze sweeping the area for any hint of danger. Kayak trailed closely behind, his presence a continuous source of comfort despite his silence and conservatism. The sounds of the camp gradually disappeared as they traveled more into the woods, leaving only the rustle of leaves and the sporadic cry of a far-off bird. The smell of dirt and pine filled the chilly air, a constant reminder of the wilderness that waited just outside their makeshift shelter.