Mudminnow River Call her Miss Mirage 'cause it's over, there's no way to hold her

Kel's own ears fell when the stranger explained that he hadn't seen anyone else. Today, and it had been two weeks, but surely if he recognized the name he would have spoken up regardless. Discouraged again, Kel nodded and didn't speak for a moment. Yeah, Quieter now, after the small pause in their conversation. It was. Snowstorm, a couple weeks ago, separated everyone. We had a plan for something like that; follow the river. This river. He glanced at it and wondered if it was even worth continuing. They weren't ahead of him. They couldn't be behind him. He had traveled very slowly, those first few days. Turned back once, even. He hadn't even found a scent.