Dahozhoni Meadow Wirbelwind

"Alright, kid - turn your nose to the wind and decide, where it tells you to go," Dwin instructed @Frolic , when they had made all the way from the Brecheliant to the new, curious lands that she had discovered a week earlier. They could have started their scouting journey earlier, were it not for the sickness that had spread through the pack like wildfire, leaving people coughing, wheezing and feeling the various levels of not being okay. Dwin herself had managed to pull through with rather mild symptoms, though, if she talked too much, she could still feel the strain in her throat. 

It had taken a bit of convincing dad that Frolic was good to go and the latter had probably been more effective than her older sibling, who still had some doubts about, whether this adventure was not going to be doomed from the very beginning. But they had made a deal and for the first part of the journey Dwin was in charge. Now that they were here - it was Frolic's turn to be independent and make decisions. Dwin's task was to make sure that they weren't lethal. 

Made some assumptions. If anything needs to be corrected - give me a heads up!