Firefly Ravine jet

Traveling with Masque at her side soothed something in Redd that had long been agitated.  She was not a wolf built to be alone; everything felt wrong when she had no pack to surround her.  Alone she lacked both purpose and support.  Still, a homesick longing unexpectedly swelled within her, shaking her resolve to wait.

Just a little longer.

Instead Redd focused on the question and scanned along the ravine.  She hadn’t been here often before, but she had circumnavigated it on occasion.  It lowers, she answered quietly, indicating where the ravine drew closer to the shore.  She didn’t remember it stretching all the way to the claim of their once-allies, and the mountains in the other direction would likely be harder to surmount.  She didn’t have the stamina to want to try yet.