Izzy flew lazily on the outskirts of her homeland. The trees were beginning to shrink back to their "normal" sizes and the foliage in general was shrinking away into nothing. Leaving her home forest often made Izzy feel somewhat depressed, but truth be told, there just wasn't anything for her there anymore. Well, that wasn't true, there was plenty of things for her, such as family and her tribe. But there was no mate for her there. No 'phim friends besides her family. And honestly, she was tired of it.
Thus she flew on, circling the edge of the mighty forest, hoping for someone to come wondering in and find her. Or save her from her loneliness really. The foxes of her tribe were great and all... But they just couldn't keep up with her. None but her family could fly and most of the time her siblings weren't around or were to busy for her. It wasn't really much fun having to walk all the time to keep up with the normals.
