Duck Lake you're gonna read about the way, the way a man can go.

She had taken a little trip back down into the valley. Her wounds from the cougar fight were healing up alright, but she could still feel their sting, and so each step was a heavy one. And she knew that perhaps she should've been resting at the Court- but her heart tugged her feet and she could not resist the occasional outing, even if it called to her at a bad time. 

The area she arrived was plenty familiar- oh, how many days she had spent here many years ago! Fishing and hunting and meeting new people. Having exchanges with both friends and enemies. Needless to say, the place held memory for Star, and so coming there stirred her mind into thought. 

Not for long, though. She spotted a thing nearby- at first, it was just a silvery-black woman as old as herself. Finding wolves with her own experience seemed to be hard these days, and so she decided to make her way over. But as she came closer, the sight halted her in her tracks. Distant eyes, a mouth coated in frothy spittle, and liquid frozen into her fur down her silvery chest. A ghastly creature. Now, Star was not one to judge from appearance- but this woman felt wrong. There was something totally off about her. Still, "Are you alright?" left her lips hesitantly, keeping her guard up all the while.