Neverwinter Forest a little ethereal

Ico looked where they were going, but did not really see — the dark green trees and winding brooks would store themselves in his subconscious, but his conscious mind was on the story. The tale of two white wolves. He continued:

It was just the little routines that changed. But when your whole life is little routines, it feels like everything.

They embarked upon their daily patrol, but the Beta did not give them his wonky smile. And the puppies in the glen weren't playing. The healer, when they passed by, didn't say good morning at all, but looked tired and still.

The sisters frowned at each other, confused, but continued nonetheless, planning to finish their patrol as ever. But when they came to their cairn, and moved to pick up a pebble to add to it, they found they couldn't hold the pebble at all.