Feeling better in her life than she had in -well, a very long time- Sioka moved through the lands. She'd come to this area from her home, passing many prides in between, and never had she remained in one for long... And yet, here she was, walking these lands... Though this place was different... She had slowed down here, just enough.. Just enough to be caught.
But friendship had caught her, saved her from her bitter memories of failure, rescued the pieces of her heart... She was not whole yet... But she had a friend... And she was healing.
Head held high she moved at a slow, stately walk, wondering what the world would throw at her next. Hopefully, a new friend...
