Wapun Meadow Blizzard of Souls

Elfie. Mountains. Maegi. Cool.

So he got buried by rocks, somehow survived, and now he got headaches and saw ghosts. That sounded like kind of a crappy life, but what did Chip know? She wondered briefly if any of her own children were plagued by Elfie’s condition, but she wouldn’t ever know unless they somehow managed to track her down. Elfie assured her she should not be afraid. At least it didn’t sound contagious.

Not really, she replied, I’m a bit of a drifter. Always have been. Always would be. She was already preparing herself for the inevitable “join my pack” pitch.