we go north

They were built for this land. The two wolves practically flew over rock and tangle, made light by the prospect of what was to come. Slowly, they mapped it out - Hogbelly Hills, Sawtooth Edge, and the Tangle they had battled through to get here. No sign of cats, or other wolves. It was perfect.

Just to be sure, they decided to stay the night - though Bazi did not allow her lover much sleep. It was unlikely that they would have this much time alone again until the move was complete, and she wanted to get in as many practice runs as wolfishly possible.

Two exhausted, blissfully happy wolves rose before dawn and made their way back to Swiftcurrent Creek.