
Syntyche moved along the rogue land slowly it had been more dangerous than usual in the last few weeks and since she was blind she had to watch her step so she didn't fall into a sinkhole or end up hit by a tornado. Then again wind she could hear, she couldn't hear a hole in the ground. She had honed her sense of smell and hearing since she was born since she had never been able to see. She was always at the edge of her family until she left them when she was an adolescent. Sy didn't need them or anyone else for that matter she could take care of herself. She scented the air as she drew near the watering hole and listened for any other creatures near by.