Sunset Valley I don't know who Al Gore is and at this point, I'm too afraid to ask

What a blast from the freakin' past!

Well, not really. Timberlake had only ventured well outside Morningside's stomping grounds just once, and that was with Eventide, like, a billion years ago. This place might've not even been somewhere they went through. And yet, the ever-positive Sameth young man was full of hope.

Who better to volunteer for the task of checking up on the family down south? Round Valley sure was fun, and he missed the snot out of Bella already, but it was long past time for another adventure. Home would always be there.

The massive chocolate wolf, fur midwinter thick, trekked the still-snowed over landscape. The constant smile was in his eyes and upon his open jaws, pink tongue lolling happily. He wondered who he would encounter first. Sunspot seemed to suggest that there were a lot of them still down here.

Mom? he thought, and felt his heart skip a beat. Or his wayward siblings— It was almost too much to bear, thinking of that reunion.

Better to stumble upon them by chance.