Scarfox-Realm

“Calmed down, have we?” Pepper found herself deep between the mountains that surrounded Wind Valley. She’d been trying to get away from the cottage in Woolhope more often in an effort to figure out who she was and it wasn’t going well. So many eyes on her these days made blunders far harsher for her. The fog had lifted. And as it turned out, Pepper was not a pleasant Scarfox to be around. The chip in her shoulder was deep. Deeper than she had realized at first, and constructed in such a way that it bred malice and ill will towards others. Woolhope was the place of new beginnings for her, but that wasn’t going to be enough for Pepper. It was never going to be enough. “Leave me alone, Astral,” Pepper replied, folding her large fingers together. “I’m not in the mood.” Astral bowed with a long sweeping motion. His job was to chronicle the story of every Scarfox that came into being, but he took particular interest in the ones who didn’t know which way they wanted to go in