Whitefish River Cut Scene

For any Kaistleoki wolves who are re-claiming the river! Come find this lost boy

Matted, thin, and most likely sore (if he could feel it), Hieronymous was indeed still alive after vanishing in thin air for the past month or so... wait, was it a month? Was it longer? He couldn't remember. Some wounds speckled his fur, most likely bites from pack wolves chasing him off their lands as he wandered aimlessly looking for Kaistleoki, for Ira most of all. 

He knew the water would be cold, and so, there he sat at the edge, wishing he could wash himself in the water in stead of trying to reach the awkward spots long his back. This river was safe so far, no one had come to chase him away and so he felt the pull to remain right here instead of wandering any further - but he could feel it. Kaistleoki, Ira, was close. But in which direction? Where should he turn to?

Well. Luckily for him, it seemed they were coming to him, miraculously enough.