Ouroboros Spine atautsikut ≑

For a while out there Norah had thought that her involvement in daily life of Moonspear was too little and that it was high time she did something about it. Yet she had postponed it again and again, and again, preferring to wander in the flatlands than climb the territories higher up in the mountains to mingle with the royal Ostrega family. Few days ago, as she had returned from yet another exploring mission out in the wilds and seen her former pack territory in fiery ruins, she almost began to believe in destiny and some higher plan for her.

Being pragmatic and with a very keen self-preservation instinct, she had not meandered around the remnants of the kingdom for long. Norah had dug up one of the caches, emptied its contents and without a second glance back headed out in the wilds. Those, who searched for any survivors afterwards, would no think of her. They would not have known her being part of a pack in the first place. And around this point we could end Norah's story here, but fate intervened in a form of a scent trail left by someone familiar. 

Kukutux had been the last person she had spoken to in length and, having liked the lady well enough then, she decided to trace her footprints, until she found the lady itself. "You are a sight for sore eyes," Norah told her, approaching the figure lying in the snow.