Stavanger Bay Listen to Your Heart

Doe, too, had been searching for the forest queen. Szymon had seen her leap into the waters, but the Wickedness had not deposited her on their shores, nor on any of the shore that Doe had trekked through in her searching. The forest queen had disappeared completely, and the rest of Donnelaith had gone with her. Only Muses remained, and though Doe was ardently thankful to have found Muses alive and relatively well, it was a hollow sort of victory - especially when she saw the pale woman curled up in the sand, obviously sick of body and spirit.

"We have been weakened more greatly than I thought possible," Doe murmured, coming to lie beside her. It was colder than it'd been all winter, and she had signifigantly less fur than she'd had a few days before. Hopefully, the mountain wolf would not mind sharing her warmth. "The forest has burned, our ranks have been decimated, and the sea... She is angry," the woman said, dipping her head in shame. "I fear for my children," she admitted.