Duck Lake spare me from this limbo

His companion was guided by a life and spirit that did not accompany the blue-nosed wolf. The shift in the winds had been taken for what it was by him: air currents changing direction and nothing more. It was not a sign, it just was nature at work, and so he had felt nothing until the druid stopped. He stopped with her, and she was quick to meet his eyes. He felt something then, or rather, sensed that she had been taken by some feeling, and so gazed at her curiously.

"What is it?" She had already begun to move with the wind, and he padded after her. In the distance loomed a forest, and the pair closed in on it.