Cerulean Cape rené and georgette magritte with their dog after the war

You are my hero!

The sable she-wolf introduced herself as Mitanni, then explained that she wasn't currently settled anywhere. She told Bat about some of her history in the Teekon Wilds, including membership in at least two different local packs. The youth listened as best as she could, though she was distracted. Every few moments, she looked up and down the beach and fidgeted. She wanted to resume her search for nomi's war party, despite her exhaustion.

But when Mitanni excused herself—parting with some obvious reluctance, as if unwilling to leave Bat stranded on the shore—the Goufa simply didn't possess the energy to continue. She knew that Thuringwethil and the gang would get even further away if she slept, yet what choice did she have? Bat could barely keep her eyes open at this point. Defeated, she started to teeter in preparation to slump on the sand.

Something startled her into staying upright. For a split second, Bat thought Mitanni must have second-guessed leaving the pup behind and returned to fetch her. But then the wolf spoke in a deeper timbre and the youth realized a different stranger had approached her. Perhaps she should be wary but Bat was only weary at this point. Still, she did her best to wake up and respond to the stranger's query.

"'m fine, just sleepy," Bat murmured. "Who're you?"