Alpine Lake Upon the ground

Since Reverie and Lestan’s disappearance, Bridget had wandered farther along the coast, allowing pure chance to determine where she wound up. She’d helped a number of strangers in the process but never settled down and never paused for long. Only as long as the it took to do the job well before moving forward.

She loved her work, but something in her was restless. So many faces, so many names, all of them temporary and easily left as soon as they were ready to leave her care. She missed friendship.

The quiet of the day was abruptly broken by a splash. Bridget turned to look, then smiled with amusement at her reaction when she realized it was only a fish. Maybe a little lunch would do her some good. It wasn’t until she drew closer to the water’s edge that she realized she wasn’t alone after all.

Enjoying the day, or are you hoping they’ll decide to come to you? Bridget asked, friendly tone light with humor. She didn’t enter the water yet, pausing when she had noticed the other wolf instead and looking at her with a smile. The fish could wait a moment.