Ankyra Sound invisible ghosts

Raleska went back one more time, calling up and down the strand for Rosalyn. Her friend was gone, her mentor disappeared — she had hoped maybe if she returned to Ankyra, she might find Rosalyn perplexed but waiting. Maybe even wondering where her pack had gone, or what disaster had sundered the Grotto. It wasn’t like her to disappear or get lost. After all, Clementine had been found...

A howl cut through the tormented winds, and Raleska swung towards it out of a fading sense of duty. She did her best to hide the limp to her step as she came upon a man that almost resembled Aningan; his eyes a Nordic, glacier blue. Who are you? She called over the wind, feeling a shiver to her back as the cold seeped in. From her stance it was clear Raleska was on the move — she did not want to stay in this hellish place too long.