Whitebark Stream the door slammed loud and rose up a cloud of dust on us

None, she responded succinctly. We will leave this place. For now, we stay by the ocean, until the world is green again and provides. Then, we move to the mountains. She looked to the horizon and then back to him. She was a wolf of fathomless depths and unreachable heights; Sangilak understood the monstrous ocean, that was merciless and unforgiving, as she understood the mountains, that were stalwart and strong, cold and cruel.

Our cubs will survive. One way or another, they would. She felt this in her bones, knew it in her soul. He was strong, as she was; the two of them would ensure it. If the naked lands could give nothing, they would leave them.