Redhawk Caldera Life could have been different

Wraen was still figuring out, how traveling between one place and the other actually worked. For a living thing - all was pretty straightforward. You planned ahead and you walked. For a ghost? Not that simple. At times she could teleport at will. At times she simply happened to appear besides another ghost, very likely someone she had known before. At times neither worked and she found herself stuck in areas that she had once treaded, but formed no lasting memories off. To those, who walked by and through her, she was invisible. Not that being seen by them would make a great difference. They would not know, what she was asking for. 

Therefore in the long list of places and people Wraen wanted to find and meet, Brecheliant had been at the very top. It was a bit of a disappointment, when she could simply not sense them in any way. True - time that was very long for a wolf had passed, since she had walked among the pack wolves. Chances were that they too had disbanded and gone their separate ways. Maybe even passed away. And as much as Wraen would have wanted them to join her little pocket of paradise in the eternity, she knew by now that even your family members could choose a different place to stay.  

She waited for a call - a single thought, an idea of her. A name mentioned, in order for her to find them again. Finally it happened and she was here. This was not Broken Antler Fen, where they had settled initially. This was... Redhawk caldera.