Lake Rodney Out of the blue

Steady had been so excited to see his brother, and assumed his sister would be with him. His happiness dwindled, however, when FitzDutiful said that Gracious wasn't with him. His brother theorized that maybe she had joined a pack along the way in preparation of the coming winter. Maybe. If this territory was as big as FitzDutiful said it was, maybe she just hadn't found him yet. "I hope," he responded.


His smiled returned when FitzDutiful asked him to walk with him, easily falling into step beside him. His ears perked when his brother said they were heading back to his pack. The way he said it was different than how Steady would have said it. "Your pack?" he inquired. His brother asked about his adventures. "Well, most of it was uneventful, but part of the way here, I got stuck in a pretty bad storm that had me holed up for a few days. When I came out, the landscape was totally different, and I didn't know where I was." Trees had been displaced, and the ground flooded with water. "I was lucky to find an old fox den on the side of a hill," he said. It had been cramped, but it kept him dry. "When I got out, it took me a while to figure out where I was going." Eventually, he had, and here he was.