Shadewood To Spite it All, Despite it All.

The girl, despite her talk with the wolfess, Lilah, had returned to Shadewood. It was unbearable to be parted from its arms and to stay with wolves she didn't know. She vowed to return soon, however. 
A call from the edges from Sahdewood,
CRY
The youth sent her own howl to the treetops before starting her race through the forest towards her leader. She supposed she saw him as a grandfather. The one she'd never had.
The one she'd set out to find in the first place.

The one who'd died under the tyrannous rule of Meztli Narcetten.
The man that enslaved the Vaidya's pack and led to their demise.


She reached Cry, her tail wagging furiously as she skittered to a halt before him and pressed a lick to his chin. Respect and love for the man she looked up to; for guidance.
 When he started to ask questions, she looked up to him and whispered, "They're gone, Cry. Kai and the other. I do not know where...but the bear is still here." Hope shone through the veil of sadness -- the loneliness. She peered around him before continuing, "I'm not sure what they're meaning is, but I will go back and try and make better connections." A smile spread her maw at the memory of Wildfire, "I believe some are kind, but I do not know for all of them."

Her ears cupped, "Where is Gwen?"