Verdigris Ravine Poltergeist

Candle smiled shyly at his comment, tucking herself a little closer. And she knew that his home, the home he'd known before The Tribe, was important to him; she knew that he would pass this to their children, and truly, it was what she hoped for. Nothing could replace what he had lost, but perhaps in the creation of something new he would rediscover some of those missing pieces.

The priestess herself had little to give in that regard. It was her future she wished to pass to their children, not her past. But between the two of them, she thought that they might find a beautiful sort of balance.

For now it was only them; only two coyotes in a vast desert who had little more than each other and their promises for the future. It was more than enough for Candle.