Ouroboros Spine I just can't build on something that begins like this

From the coast, Wylla ran.

Sentiment called her home, but she went the opposite direction of Rivenwood. She could not return to her mate empty-handed knowing that he would die without treatment, and she could not continue in the wilds knowing he might die while she was away. This conflict became a whirlwind within Wylla that drove her to cross the Teekon in record time, unable to eat or rest more than the bare minimum to survive.

It was a ragged creature that arrived on Moonglow’s doorstep quite by accident after the last hint of pack smell carried her up a deserted mountain. She cursed having spent so long in these bloody lands without bothering to learn the lay of them; how was she supposed to find packs with skilled healers when she knew of none of them?

But then the bright scents of the village of Moonglow called her into a squat mountain pass, where she raised a hoarse and desperate voice over the ancient forest.