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Keeping the outcome of their meeting in Elysium vague for reasons, Raleska and Kaertok moved on. Never having been a wolf of patience, Raleska found a track heading inland, following it with a keen desperation that threatened to spill into her composure. 

They were losing time. They had little idea of where to go, and as the days ticked by Raleska felt dread encapsulate her. 

Passing by a row of thorny hedges, Raleska only absently noticed a wolf coming towards them. From a distance his posture looked as if he were on a mission, and no sooner had Raleska resolved to ask him for directions towards Easthollow did she recognize him; the male she had welcomed to Rusalka not so long ago. 

Concern dogged her steps as she barked at Kaertok in warning; her expression crumpled into a frown as she intercepted Vengeance. It was a bad omen he was here — either he had abandoned Rusalka or something else, and Raleska could not bring herself to think of that “something else”. Why are you not at Rusalka? She called over the wind almost accusingly, biting back the anxiety that clawed its way into her voice.