Raven's Watch Whatever you do, do it with all your might.

No worries!

Rysk had been dwelling near the coast for a couple of days now, coming back inland only when the weather was harsh. Today was such a day and he had set out towards the mountains to find shelter from the rain. The cold made his joints ache and in that moment, although he would never admit it, he wished for the company of his old pack.

He found some shelter between the trees and made his den from a carefully selected assortment of long dead leaves. It actually looked quite pitiful and he almost laughed. Then he laid himself down. The raindrops that rhythmically fell on his pelt lulled him to sleep, until a sound awoke him.

Rysk put his nose to the air. He could smell wolves nearby and one scent was more distinct from the others. He got up and peered between the trees. Then a movement caught his eye. It was a fawn-colored she-wolf, walking with graceful strides. Definitely a sight for sore eyes. And definitely a woman he would like to meet.