
Irri sighed softly as she trotted through the dense forest. She had been trying to track down Tarma for a while now, and was starting to become discouraged. As much Tarma drove her nuts, she still loved her. She was her family whether she wanted to admit it or not.
She paused for a moment and caught the scent of water in the air. A drink sounded fabulous right about now. Closing her eyes, she turned this way and that, trying to determine where the scent was coming from. She finally decided it was somewhere ahead to her left, so began walking in that direction, hoping to find at least a small stream.