Mercy wasn't sure if today was a day she should be looking forward..or a day she should be dreading. Perhaps it was a day for both - she was excited to be leaving it was true..but sad too. she had always wanted to see the world, to learn more about what waited for her outside of the herds sheltered meadow home and yet she loved her family and was loathe to leave them.
Good- byes do not always have to be forever though she reminded herself and she certainly did not intend for this one to be - no she would come home as often as she was allowed, to visit and spend time with those she would always love. As such she had gathered the supplies she planned to take with her, a small leather satchel that Cheveyo had bartered for a long time ago sat at her feet with several mementos tucked away inside and now waited at the edge of the herd Territory as the rest of the herd gathered to say good-bye.