Blacktail Deer Plateau Did Your Wings Get Clipped When You Fell?

The voice was not one he was familiar with, but the voice was apparently familiar with him. With his namesound still echoing thinly through the land, Grayday hastened toward the call.

Things became more clear when he arrived on the scene, ears curiously pricked, and saw a familiar shewolf upon his borders. "You're looking much better," he said kindly, giving her a quick once-over before turning his attention to her companion. He was an older wolf, with a pelt that made him think - with a painful lurch of longing - of the absent Adeline. The male's dull eyes flickered briefly toward the proud silhouette of Silvertip Mountain before falling back on his visitors.

"Is there something I can do for you?" he asked politely, wondering if the woman had brought her friend in search of more handouts. Grayday wasn't sure he'd oblige. Though the male was aging, they both seemed fit enough to be capturing their own food, now.