Luneshale Pass In a river,

Safiya listened. Singular eye on the wolf mother's face. Occasionally breaking to look down at the pup at their feet. A tilt of an ear. My parents are gone.

And they were. She had no idea where they were. IF they were alive or dead. Her siblings either. They were just gone.

A small smile at the thought of an adventure. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad. I will have to try it. Adventure sounded more and more nice.