The Sentinels die cast memories strewn aside

"It should be. Blackthorns are like weeds, you can find at least one in every corner of the world," Apple said the phrase that she had used and proved to be true on so many past occasions. It could be attributed to the fact that she had spent most of her life in a pack, whose neighbour's had been direct descendants of her and that bloke, who happened to be her mate at that time.

"I won't waste my time then and get going. That way - am I right?" she asked pointing towards Tuktu Hinterlands, but in no specific direction. "Thank you for all of your advice and it was lovely to talk to you as well. Good luck and hopefully we meet again. Me - alive, and you - thriving!" The old lady remained just long enough to hear, what Dirge had to add and then cantered off towards the sun-lit horizon and bright, bright future ahead of her.