Hideaway Strath She lives in red light.

He was afraid. With the grove's pass blocked following yet another shift in the earth, how long might it be before any progress could be made in reuniting with his family? What if his mothers came looking for him, only to turn away at the rubble - unaware of their son trapped on the other side.

Sundance lingered near the great pile of rubble since he heard the peaks collapse, silver ears high atop his crown as he listened for sounds of movement beyond. Much to his surprise, however, something seemed to be shifting... within? He blinked, fearful of any tiny movement that could mean another rock slide, and made to veer away out of harm's reach.

Scrabbling, scraping and clattering. He continued to side-step and back off, when the rocks gave way to reveal the gasping figure of a wolf. The young Shakti's breath hitched as he hurried forward again, recognising his guardian instantly despite her rugged and bloodied appearance, and he went to her with soft little whimpers. Tail wagging anxiously at his hocks, he tentatively made to close the distance so he could reach out to her in support.