Silver Moraine So peel away the bark

Nochtli's story didn't paint Tyrr in a good light at all. She couldn't imagine every leaving behind her pack mates and then forgetting them, but this episode on the moraine shed some light on how it could happen. She didn't remember her arrival, and she didn't remember what caused her to pass out. Was it then possible for a wolf to black out for much longer than a day? For a week, or months? She refused to think about it out of fear it would happen to her.

I hope we continue to, she said with a smile. She lifted her head, squinting past the light that lanced through her head. The headache she nursed would get worse before it got better, but the maplewood wasn't far now. She'd be able to sleep it off then. Sore, she said truthfully, but we can make it. I think I'm gonna need a nap, though. Nochtli seemed to agree with that, so the alpha female eagerly followed the amazon home. They weren't far past the outer trees when the woman found a log to settle under, and though the tracker expressed concern, the yearling brushed it off and insisted on sleep, which is exactly what she did.