Nova Peak gou san

They had taken refuge at Bracken Sanctuary, but she ventured beyond. How could she not? Atlas had been calling the shots and firing off orders for seasons, now, leaving her in the lurch; she could not stand to be in one place after traveling south and seeing lands she hadn't before.

The desperate, plaintive call caught her ear, and Morticia followed it, her own floppy auds swinging as she trotted along the rocky hillside. She finally caught sight of the wolf, and barked at her in response, chin lifted in question.

A new friend? She found herself lacking those, these days.