Blacktail Deer Plateau My sister should be living here but is not.

Sebastian had stepped away from the Redhawks. He didn't feel like traveling would be good for his shoulder. He needed to heal it better before exerting himself. Sebastian was hopeful to see his sister. She told him about Morningside and even brought Catori with her, another female of the pack and the alpha's mate. Sebastian hoped they had a place for them in their ranks. He knew it was a few days travel especially with the deep gash on his shoulder limiting him.

He spent the night at the river again, where he found plucks of Andalusia's fur. There weren't any more signs of her returning there. No fresh scents. Sebastian even started to question if he even found her fur in the first place. It was all so confusing. Something happened to Andalusia, he was certain. He couldn't linger for long as he was eager to shed his lone wolf status. He traveled on past the river to the mountainside where her sister should be living with her pack.

However as he came closer he noticed that their scents were old, really old. Sebastian frowned. In fact, this area seemed deserted. There weren't any signs a pack was still living here. Sebastian tried his case anyhow and howled for anyone that was in the area. Maybe they knew what happened to this pack. Sebastian was starting to worry. He couldn't lose Aviana as well.