Ever since a mysterious sickness had crawled upon her Queen, Cara had spent less time at the Ouroboros. She loved the place, and it held a special spot in her heart because after all she had been part of the discovery. She missed the white female that had so bravely led them into battle with the Isle wolves, an even if a piece of her heart had hopes she would return to her former self, her mind told her she wouldn't.
Nor would the Ouroboros. The once tight knit pack that had united against the traitor and her spouse was beginning to show fractures along it's members. Seeing Jinx act as a basket case had been a hard blow for Lecter, her mate. And the relationship between the members of the upper tier wasn't the best.
Allowing her feet to take her, she climbed through the rocky paths of the mountain, until she found herself at a lush and green place at the top. A place called Northstar Vale. Cara ignored the fact that there had once been a pack reigning over these lands. She sniffed around curiously, though her mind was really on her dear queen.
