Running.
Feet pounding against the hard floor of the forest.
She couldn't remember where she was, how she got here.
All she knew was that she had to run. Something inside of her, pushing her to run with all the energy she could muster.
"Calypso.. where are you?"
The voice calling out to her sent a shiver down her spine, made her skin tingle. A panic attack was threatening to take over her but she knew she had to push on.
A clearing could be seen ahead.
Road. Her being corrected her.
Kicking up branches, and rocks, she ran faster. They knew what the road meant, knew they had to make it there.
Her feet skidded to a halt in the middle of the road. A feeling of freedom overcame her as she passed the barrier of pack boundaries.
Sighing, she turned backwards. No one in sight.
Free. At last.