Kai ripped his thoughts away from the past; he needed to focus. After he left, he would make his way...where? Certainly not the way he had came. Plus, he doubted very much that he would be able to navigate his way up into the mountains to the Wind Walkers. He was left with little other choice than to go to the Water Lords. Either that, or live out his life on his own, as a recluse. The last option did not appeal to Kai in the least.
Kai's ceremonial robe was getting tattered as he darted through the trees, mud splattering the hem in a most un-Weaver like manner. Kai paid no heed.
Kai's mind was doing mental calculations: If he kept up a good pace, and didn't stop to rest, he might make it to the Terran's burrows in a day and a half.
Kai stumbled onward.
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