Foggy Bottom Way Spirit

A soft call to @Zoug marked Candle's departure from the ravine — and her invitation. The priestess had scarcely left The Tribe's land since the birth of their children. But now it was time to see if the place of pale fog and dark water, which often visited her in dreams, remained uninhabited.

It seemed the wolves had not yet touched this place. Candle disappeared into the fog with her nose low to the ground, taking in each scent carefully.