Lost Creek Hollow Gateway

He couldn't stop dreaming about her - about everything - and while he knew the horrific visions of his mate and pups dead should've been most pressing on his mind, he found his thoughts straying constantly to the red pup that fueled his nightmares. And so, while he was heading for Easthollow (ostensibly) to see if Krypton would be willing to oversee the birth of his children, he was also hoping to see Adeline. Perhaps seeing her safe, whole, and grown would help put an end to his night terrors.

He kept a brisk pace, hoping to be back in his own territory by this time tomorrow. Sunspot had been left with Khoe - she'd be better help than he would, should she whelp early - and it'd seemed unwise to bring Dawn so close again to her estranged brother, so today, Grayday travelled alone.

Still, he felt no fear when he caught the lean scent of a lone shewolf. His eyes - worse than ever - scanned the hollow, but her form did not jump out at him. With a flicker of his ears and a steadying huff, he pressed forward, unwittingly heading straight for the wolf he was now on the lookout for. In the gloomy half-light that filtered through the canopy, the woman's dusky coat was the perfect camouflage.

Luckily, the rapidly-intensifying scent trail had him peering into the darkness, and he stopped a few dozen yards away. Squinting a bit, he finally caught a flash of movement, and a moment later, he'd picked her form out of the shadows. A querying woof broke the silence between them. Hey.