The Sunspire So this is your home

Sebastian was a bit in shock that Wraen didn't know who Andalusia was. Hadn't he talked about her before? "She is very special," he started and then glanced at the small pathway ahead. Would his large body even fit? Sebastian looked at it with a troubled expression. He watched Wraen slip through. Sebastian followed but felt the rock tighten around him. The male huffed as it grazed his shoulder. He watched the rock and then wormed his way through. "Hopefully this is the smallest it gets?" he questioned but then was amazed by the view. His pale eyes scanned over the valley. Had he ever been there? It looked beautiful.

"Anyway. Andalusia. She saved me when I was injured badly, the story of my life. She brought me back to my pack and made sure I was alright. After that, I didn't see her for a long time. Is started my own pack and she joined. We became better friends, she even followed me back to the caldera. Then the war broke out and I lost her. I don't know if she is alive or dead," he sighed. Maybe she had become one of those wailing ghosts? He hoped not. "I saw her after my injuries but it turns out it wasn't real I imagined it. The infection did that to me," he explained to her. "Sometimes I still hear her howl. What do you think? Would she still be alive?"