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The first week of Menuha's venture into the rogue lands had gone surprisingly...boring. She hadn't met anyone, except for prey animals and that annoying vulture who kept following her around for a couple of days. The bird had disappeared once it became apparent Menuha would eat it if it didn't go away. Since then her days had been remarkably uneventful and she was beginning to wonder why her brother had been so riled up about her leaving the Pridelands on her own. She knew the rogue lands could be a dangerous place but it wasn't so bad half the time.

Spotting a watering hole ahead Menuha picked up her pace. Once there she dipped her head and lapped at the water, all the while keeping an eye on her surroundings, her ears twitching as she strained to catch even the faintest of sounds.