The path to my next destination takes me in a North-Easterly direction. I am surrounded by forests, lakes and rivers. My journey from Sligo has been uninterrupted so far, but there is something about being further inland that makes me feel less safe. I feel more confined and even with my Werewolf eyesight, it is difficult to see far ahead. The trees huddle closely together and the land is covered in hills. The extra effort of running uphill is draining me more quickly too. The sun set a long time ago and the moon is high in the sky now. I hope to reach my next destination soon so I can rest. Knowing that I have some hearty food in my bag is a relief too; I might be able to wait until tomorrow to hunt again. The healing witch side of me really contradicts the wild beast side.
After anothe
