The Sunspire this love won't give up.

The children were old enough to be alone for a little while. Knowing that @Mahler was always close by to keep an eye on them, Wylla took the opportunity to stretch her legs beyond the hollow.

She went further than she should have, skirting the great red canyon of Mereo and climbing the gentle, verdant slope on the opposite side. From here, she could see the vast valley below and more ominous peaks in the distance. She had no interest in going that far, but the valley... Perhaps she could find some herbs for Mahler down there that weren't readily available in the hollow, to make up for wandering so far away.

She began to follow the stream out of habit with her head down and nose full of the scents of spring. Yami blended into the rocks on the bank, and Wylla would have ran right over her if the sharp scent of wolf hadn't met her nose first. Drawing up short, she snorted and remarked, weird spot for a nap.

It was the perfect spot for a nap, actually. Wylla just couldn't bear to admit she wasn't paying attention.