Whitefish River Calling out father oh, hold fast and we will

It had been two days exact, that Orlaith was secluded into a den of unknown origins. She woke up, but immedietly removed herself from the previous den she was in. Traces of others could be seen, and beside her was another who seemed to be in a coma. Though, still unrecognizable. She sometimes looked outside to see others, but they too, were unrecognizable.

Upon the night of yesterday, she removed herself and lodged into an empty site. Her body burned, and she hissed with every movement. Her teeth pulled back, as she watched for any, and all to be near. Painful, yes, paranoid, also yes. Having no idea who she was, or where she was- she was like a beast.

She contemplated simply fleeing from here, but it was hard in her condition. So the wolf, got up and started to wonder the creek. She held a glare to her look, hiding the fear she felt..