return [★] ECHO

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— s͢uv̷i͡ ̷k̛iir͜a ó f͞a҉olá҉in | t̢àn̢glewo̧o̷̢d̷͢ | sawbone —

She may have snuck in the middle of the night.  Under the stars her alabaster and white fur flashed in the dark, disappearing through the swamp with the ease of familiarity.  No desire to linger at the border.  No desire to quietly mumble her name or announce her arrival.

Snowy white paws, shimmering in-between physical and non-corporal, carried her quickly and quietly through the town.  The library.  Unmatched hues danced in dim surroundings, singed red with exhaustion.  She found a quiet place, surrounded by books, to rest her head.

The salt of the sea clung to her fur more than the desert and jungle of the Pitt.  The Typhoon took care of her well enough, but she felt inclined to show her face among both homes as soon as possible.  She missed Tanglewood.

As night wore on her eyes drooped, until she fell into a fitful sleep.  When the sun rose, the petite vixen bit the inside of her cheek and popped her head outside of the library, hesitantly.  There she remained, watching silently the hustle-and-bustle of daily life begin.  Like nothing changed.

But everything changes.

— T͏O̴G͠ETH͏ER̕ ÁT̴ ̸T̕H̶E ST͏ART̶ O͏F̀ ̵TI̡M͏E —