Felltree Marsh I'm left looking at the glowing ends

Cam.  It seemed he would accompany her, and for the first time, she truly looked at him.  Her one good eye appraised him, measuring, before she gave a response.  Rosalyn.

He left some to be desired.  He was young and timid, but some small measure of his surliness reminded her of her Reyes.  Her chest tightened and ached at the thought.  She hid the shift in expression, but her voice was perhaps somewhat softer when she stood and spoke again.

We'll check the coast one more time.  Then inland.  If any packs remain, they might have word.  It was barely a plan, but it was the best she knew to do.  These lands weren't unfamiliar to her, but as far as she knew, all the packs she'd once known were either gone or scattered to the wind.

wrap here and continue in our other/a new one?  Im stoked to be writing again w you ahhh! good thread <3