Neverwinter Forest Get busy living, or get busy dying

It was strange being away from home for days at a time like this, yet Wildfire reminded herself that this trip had been sanctioned by her father and Alpha. And as weird as it felt to be gone so long, wandering the wilderness alone, she was really enjoying herself. Sometimes she even had to remind herself of the task at hand: find Pan. There was so much to see, hear, smell, touch and even taste out here. Yet she could not forget her duty, nor her pack mate.

She found his trail and it led her into a cool, shady forest filled with evergreen trees. "Pan?" she called hopefully, her voice bouncing off the trees around her. The silence here was deep, though not in a creepy way. It was quite restful, actually. Wildfire began to traipse further into the woodland, her paws noiseless on the carpet of pine needles. "Pan?" she tried again, frowning when she thought she detected odors of illness woven into the missing Gamma's.