Nova Peak β

The broken wolf acquiesced.

He must be in great pain, the spirit felt as its vessel’s amber eyes studied the weeping scabs upon his head, whithers, and belly. Yet the grisly man was stoic and did not reveal his agony.

Cloud Dancer looked ready to follow and so Moon Runner showed them a path.

She knew this region of the Taiga by heart. Born upon Redtail Rise, any territory triangulated between Nova Peak, Felltree Marsh, and Phoenix Maplewood was clearly mapped out in her mind. Blood Spot and Rolling Thunder had once claimed this mountain… but a terrible blight had snuffed out the family’s new flame. An invader. A strange illness. But Moon Runner would never know the full story of their grievous tragedy. Only that Chipmunk (@Ruckus) had been the only survivor.

Some time after, she had happened upon the den Bloodspot had dug. Now, it would have a new purpose.

Their pace was slow. Silent. They walked together.

They came upon the burrow. The wild white wolf glanced to Cloud Dancer. Then, to Grim Tooth. The only medicine she could offer was the opportunity of rest. And he needed plenty of it.