she heard some footsteps. could be them. she hurried behind a row of trees, finding herself colourless once more, blending in. carefully, she wipes her tracks off the ground with a simple wave of her hand and a small breath of air. as the group rode pass her, for a moment, she thought she saw someone familiar among them - someone who looked exactly like herself. it wouldn't be, would it? she occupied herself in thoughts of different possibilities, even after the party rode some distance. it was daybreak when she finally got on charlotte and continued riding. she must get to the treeling fast. everything will come to light then, for sure. the treeling will know. it will have to. but for now, she should get some rest. it has been a long journey. and, she needed the stars to guide her way.