Vyrena looked at the bark of the tree. For each passing day, she had carved a single line into the bark. As she mentally counted the number of lines she had carved, she realized that it had been over a month since the last time the horns rang.
A cold chill ran down her spine as Vyrena came to the realization that things could go down south at any time, on any day. As she paced back and forth in front of the tree, she folded her arms gripped onto her arms tightly.
Time was now a ticking time bomb.
-I should get back to the others first.- she bit her lip.
It was time for her to return to civilization. Vyrena skillfully wrapped both of her arms in bandages, careful not to let any ash-grey skin show through. Once she was ready, Vyrena gathered all her belongings and shapeshifted into her raven form.
She took to the sky in a single leap and flew back to where her friends were.
