Noctisardor Bypass greimada

"near the thickest forests and around the lagoon," heda told john, her body lightly limned in an ache that did not abate.
unbeknownst to her, she was growing ill, a virus beginning its bleak tendriling inside her thin form.
"we'll need to make allies, maybe. the closest pack was duskfire, but it is gone now."
she was so tired; she wove on her paws and stumbled a moment before righting herself. "we need help hunting, not just now but through the winter."