Rio found herself venturing farther and farther away from the safe lands of Anathema, and despite the few bad encounters she had ran into over time, she liked this new ballsy attitude of hers. Ever since she had been able to let go of Harlowe’s guilt that hung over her, it was like she was a new ‘Rio’. Every day she went on a new journey to explore a new place, usually one without a purpose. She would start out early in the morning and just let her legs take her to wherever they would like to be. She still didn’t know the lands that great, but doing these little exploring expeditions was helping her remember the land a little better.
Even though she hated Infernians and she was sure of it, she didn’t know that she had stumbled alarmingly close to their lands. She knew she was around someone’s territory and the stench of coyote filled her nostrils, but there were other coyotes around too. She didn’t hate all coyotes, though. Just the ones from Inferni because they were vile creatures, just like the devil that she’d seen in a human book once. Or at least she got the gist that it was the devil, as the being was covered with flames and looked just all around sinister. The devil and Infernians were just alike, and both were low on her importance chain.
Rio made sure she strayed far enough away from the borders of whatever pack she was nearing. She wanted to see what kind of creatures lingered here, and so she did not leave. She stuck around close enough, but far enough to not cause a stir in ‘border patrol’- another word she managed to read in a human book once. Reading wasn’t really a big thing with Rio, and she could only do it at a minimum as she recognized few words. They had to be simple, ‘border patrol’ being one of the few difficult words she could have read and knew what it was. Reading wasn’t a necessity to her life, so she didn’t care for it. Though, it was a trade she learned on her travels.
She figured that there wasn’t any harm in leaning against a nice tree to relax and soak up what nice weather there was today. Keeping her distance from the borders in mind, Rio picked a nice tree that she sat underneath. She leaned against its bark, with her legs bent to her chest and leaned her head against the rough bark. She didn’t close her eyes and go to sleep, but she did drift off in thought, thinking about a whole bunch of nonsense.
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