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Personality: Zena is very innocent. She had been too young and uninterested to worry about her family's tribal politics, and couldn't care less about the power that came with it. She had always been very proper and courteous, the way a true young princess should act. Of course, this was before the fall of the tribe, and before she knew any harsher standards of living.

What has she been doing all this time?: Zena spent most of the years since traveling with other foxes, since she had no idea how to return to her siblings, where ever they were.

Prompt Reply: Zena had fled willingly with Enzi after the fall of the tribe, and they went quite a distance together before they were accidentally separated. She found herself alone in a forest clearing one morning, awaiting Enzi's return. After a week or so, it was clear Zena was alone. Unable to fend for herself, Zena wandered around in search of any other friendly foxes around that might be kind enough to help her. She found an elderly, nomadic couple who were kind enough to teach her how to hunt, fish, and adapt to new lands. Ever-dependent on others, Zena lived and traveled with them for the majority of the years away from her brother, before finally parting with them and settling down on her own in a nice forest.

Not a day went by when Zena didn't think about her family. Everything had been ripped away from her so suddenly. Her family, her friends, the familiar tribe lands, the leisure and luxury that came with being the youngest princess, the only child of the Elder who actually looked like him, spoiled and loved by every other member of the tribe... Since then she had learned to live independently, but she still missed her family more than anything. Zena recalled Enzi stealing her away from all of her comforts that night, whispering something of a dispute and a death. At the time, the words didn't make any sense to her. Afterwards, when they finally had a chance to rest, Zena was devastated. Enzi made it clear to her the fate of her parents, both of whom Zena had loved unconditionally since birth, despite her father's inattentiveness. She was very glad to hear that Toa Mena and his mate were still alive; Enzi was sure they had fled, but seemed to have no intention of finding them at the time. And then she lost Enzi, too.

Zena couldn't cope with this loss, either. Her last companion, the last shred of her former life, and most importantly her beloved sister, was gone to her, probably forever. For a while there, Zena simply gave up. She had no idea how to hunt or fish, or survive on her own. Everything had always been handed to her and no one had ever thought that things could change, and certainly not to this drastic of an extent.

Zena put an end to her reminiscing. Most of the time she thought it best not to dwell on the past, to think too much on who and what she lost that night. This time, however, she was determined to find it all again. Every so often Zena would resolutely decide to leave this comfortable place, explore the swamp lands and find Toa Mena and Kausha. Hopefully, if they were still where Enzi said they went, she could find them with ease. She needed to start somewhere, after all, and she had no idea where Enzi had run off to. Zena wondered what Toa Mena would say if she found him, and then wondered how she would respond. Would the couple welcome her to live with them, or would they find her presence a nuisance? Perhaps Enzi had gone back already to find them? The thoughts persisted. Most of the time, Zena got so caught up in these hypothetical questions that she would eventually second-guess her decision to leave. This time, however, she refused to psych herself out like this.

Zena needed her siblings, and she believed they had a right to know that she had survived that fateful night. Now that she had the power and capability to find one of them, it was her responsibility to try.