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

OMG OMG SHE ALIVEEEEEEEE OMGGGGGGGGG, WHAT A PLOTTWIST

Sebastian didn't hear a howl or a response right away. He went along the old scents of the border. The grey tank of a male limped further in the direction towards the coast when he heard a howl. The male stiffened into place. He knew that voice. It wasn't his sister but he knew it. His heart skipped a beat. The howl sounded so raw, so much pain. Sebastian forgot to breathe for a moment. That voice. Forget his sister! This person was more important to him. He never thought he would ever think that but at this moment, the search for his sister was forgotten.

Sebastian jolted forward but with the rush of adrenaline, he forgot about his shoulder. It wasn't strong enough and he sank through his front leg. He collided hard with the ground. It didn't matter. He was determined. He 'jumped' up and got on three legs, ignoring the pain his shoulder. He could put pressure on it while standing or a light walk but a full-on gallop was not something he could do yet. He tried, on three legs. He summoned his own voice and responded to the howl to stay put. His howl so desperate to see her again. Andalusia. Sebastian tried to run in the direction the howl came as fast as possible though on three legs he wasn't very quick. Sebastian voiced another long howl that echoed through the landscape. He really was on his way. Let this not be his hallucinations again...