Mount Everfall Say goodbye to the setting sun.

At the heel of Everfall, with rain darkening the horizon and swallowing the tree tops with mist, lingered the wolf.

There was an emptiness, a hollowing, perpetrated by the grim setting. She roamed beneath the partial cover of splayed branches. It wasn't so bad - Sanja quite enjoyed the rain actually - although it left her pining for home.

The wolf began to gather little objects as she roamed the forest and always returned to the same sheltered patchwork of cover, daintily adding to the pile with utmost care. Throughout her visits to and fro, the rain only worsened.