Millie hummed quietly, sauntering over the ground with a small wave of her tail. I like to imagine so, she mused, y'know... fate. Karma. Soulmates, even. She chuckled quietly. But in truth, I'd never found any sort of concrete truth in my own home, and I don't think I ever would've. She picked up the pace before slowing to a halt by the riverbed.

She didn't know, in truth, why she cared so much about finding one of these 'runes'. If magic wasn't real in her last universe, perhaps she could only hope that it was in this one—that, or, she had FOMO. It was hard to tell which.

At least, even if there were no magic rock, nor a fancy rock, nor any runes, Millie would be going out for once—stretching her legs once again, exploring the boundless realm she'd found herself in. And, she'd be doing it with Tiberii!

The wolfdog turned with a happy grin, sweeping her tail over the stones idly. Show me, she murmured, I want to see what these 'runes' look like.