Lost Creek Hollow Don't be afraid of the dark? What are you kidding me?

When Bearclaw wolves had made their move to Lost Creek Hollow a stranger had joined them and kept close to Indra all the way. At that time, when Nunataq had been very hungry for her caretaker's attention, she had felt bitter jealously and anger for, what she considered, a treason. Some red-pelted wolf that no one knew anything about it was favoured above her - the favourite child. Being the moody teenager, who was going through the difficult phase of growing up and realizing that adults weren't perfect, she had refused to acquaint herself with Fire and shown her discontent in other ways.

Which had also been disregarded, since everyone had had more important matters at hand than to sooth someone's wounded ego. And now, when Nuna had stopped to care and taken the path of being self-sufficient and not needing others, she realized that there was no resentment left towards the stranger. And that she could afford to get to know her better, now that she was not competing for Indra's affection any longer. So, when she happened to stumble upon Fire's scent trail during her morning hunt, she decided to follow it and see, what the wolf, who had caused so much heartbreak for her weeks ago, was up to now. But soon the trail dwindled to nothing, as if the person in question had disappeared in thin air.