Nova Peak If you must live, darling one, just live

Set after this, vague on the outcome.

There was only one last end to tie up. There were other wolves in Sagtannet that Wylla had enjoyed the company of and appreciated once, but only one had shown his loyalty when it really mattered to her. So she spared no thought for Star or Takiyok, those who deserved no explanation, nor for Taikon or Asra, whom she wanted nothing whatsoever to do with. Her tread carried her to the ridgeline, where she paused with a singular purpose.

She tilted her head back and called for @Stag. He wasn't going to like what she had to say. Hell, she didn't like it much either. Every seam of her being was threatening to pop open and spill out a tidal wave of sorrow and anguish. He'd once asked her why wolves left and she had told him some wolves were stupid and useless. Something like that. Now she was going to go and do exactly that. It sat in her stomach like acid.

He alone deserved to know why, and she had something to ask of him, as well.