Northstar Vale L'intuition d'une femme

The cold air beginning to flow in as the winter months grew closer brought Viskani plenty of now worries. Her joints would soon begin to ache, and yet she would not be able to rest. Traditions would need to be followed. She would need to begin her search for a suitable sire.

Yet she did not believe her pack was ready. Tousaint was young, Chaudry had been more aggressive than usual, and Chesley was nearly blind in one eye - of course Chae was still missing as well.

Could she really leave them in the state they were in now? Especially with the ridge wolves so close; was it really safe?

Her concerns had brought her to the borders. Pacing, pacing because there was little else to do.