Redhawk Caldera ice

With Sialuk’s bird at her back, Tullik sped away from the spear in the direction of the pack her alpha had directed her to. She did not rest, though she should have, alternating between a trot when she got tired and a speeding gallop when she caught her breath. She was made for stamina, but the girl was an exhausted mess when she finally climbed the walls of the Caldera and was met by the scent of unfamiliar wolves.

Breathless and panting, but knowing her duty here and what it would require of her, she coughed to try and inflate her lungs, before she was raising her voice, a breathless call for the healer Sialuk told her was named @Bridget . Help! She sang into her call I need help!