Reaching far and wide, there was no goal or destination in mind with Reina except to leave behind. To leave everything she knew in her wake, only footsteps to tell where she's gone. For however long those last until weather hides them. Until memory can begin to fade. As she walked she didn't look back - her vibrant ethereal gaze fixed aread of her. To horizon, to foreign rock, dirt, and foliage that she passed. Each step became the new furthest she's been from home. Each step made it felt like lights were dancing down the length of her spine. Small prickles of energy, nerves firing off one after another excitedly.

Reina's pace then began to quicken. She's hit an incline that's gradually growing steeper and steeper. A hill ahead of her, and it's not until she gets to the peak that she can see beyond. So she races to see, races to consume the sight that was unknown ranges and destiny calling breeze. Grasslands, as far as she can see there is a sea of rolling fields illuminated by a golden sunset glow. The expanse of it is near overwhelming, and it's given her reason to pause and admire. Softly her thick and heavy breathing, the exertion of the climb up the hill, sounds fill the otherwise quiet air around her. She's smiling, her eyes wondering while wandering.