Silverlight Terrace Day will cease, eternal black she brings in her wings

Clock had decided to follow the black female. He knew his chances of survival were much slimmer if he remained on his own in the Hinterlands. Wolves were, afterall, meant to be in a group. She had taken them up past the crag where Clock and Koji had hunted, but then continued on through the thick forest that Clock had been hesitant to go through on his own. Clock hung back quite a distance from the others as they went along, travelling at a steady pace that suited him. He also used the alone-time to think. He thought the female had been rather vague in telling them where they were going, and he wondered if he shouldn't have been more insistant that she divulge the details. :Oh well, too late now,: he had finally reasoned to himself. And besides, the Tuktu Hinterlands was not proving to be a very promising place to live.

By the time they came out to the wide-open field, Clock was tired and glad when Chusi suggested a rest. He took his time in roaming around the area looking for a suitable place to lay down and sleep, thinking that if he hung around the others might engage him in conversation and he could find out more about where they were going.