Phantom Hollow To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive

A Sea-Snake separated from the sea was a terrible thing.

But Alara was older now, wiser, grown into her own power. This time she had left of her own accord. This time she meant to return triumphant.

A pair of hauntingly familiar scents on the wind told her that she was on the right path; @Hunst and Reverie. These were the wolves she'd been searching for, though it worried her to find them alone. Alara, unwilling to draw attention to the pair and herself by calling out for them, set off into the woods at once to track down her Sea-Snake cousin.