easy to find what's wrong

Unlike Bjorn Pump did not fear the dark void of nothingness - she had seen so many of her pack members and litter mates die and not a single one of them had shown any signs of distress or discomfort. At first - maybe - while they fought to stick to the life, but then they calmed down and by the time they passed away they looked peaceful and almost happy. She had concluded then that dying was easy compared to everything they had face here. And the prospect of disappearing entirely, stopping to exist - well, that didn't matter, when you were dead, did it?

While talking, they had covered quite a distance, crossed the western borders of the Horizon ridge and entered the Ravensblood forest. The place hadn't been affected by the rockslide, therefore it was calming for Pump to see it unchanged. It gave her sense of security and stability, now that everything else had turned upside down. It was still early spring - there was snow here and there, the earth was still frozen and solid and, except for moss and the tall conifers, there was no greenery at all.

"This is the place," Pump told, even though she guessed that Bjorn would have been here before too. "Some time ago a smal herd of deer passed through and I have caught sight of hares quite often. And somewhere around here there is a bear-den - so we should expect a "visitor" in the near future," she had caught scent of the large predator during one of her scavenger hunts.