Whitebark Stream the last of her tribe

cousins! and to think the caribou had led her here, to find her relative and to be welcomed by him. "dii...my mother used to speak of her fondly! it is great joy to be reunited with family." a sharp, wolffish grin appeared then. 

he expressed his sorrow, and she took it with a bittersweet nod. "thank you. my time to grieve has passed. now, i wish my clan walk among ancestors in peace." although she'd failed to protect them, all she could do now was pray they were happy in their afterlife. 

she would have been foolish to not accept such an invitation. to walk among caribou hunters again, to help provide and protect...it was all she needed. she stood tall, her tail waving like a banner, a determination in her gaze. 

"i will walk with you, cousin, and your clan. thank you."