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Lucani decided to cross the plains to the northwest. She was no navigator, but she could smell the sea, and had the plan of travelling to the coast. There were fish there, and plenty of them — it was her best bet for survival. And if there was a tiny chance of a coastal pack taking her in, that was a merrier thought.

When a haunting howl went up, Lucani paused in her slow and weakened walk, ears erect. The healer decided to approach the wolf because she saw a great scar highlit in the moonlight — and wounds to a healer were like clouds to a bird. But there was a possibility that this much-healthier wolf was dangerous, so she was careful in approaching, testing the air for possible conversation before starting one.