Stone Circle like a rollercoaster

He'd been rife with grief ever since Keoni's death, but besides that Nikai's leg had been doing poorly too. At first it'd gotten less and less stiff but now it seemed only get more and more stiff and painful every time he moved it, even if he didn't put weight on it. Nikai frowned with worry as he thought of it but every time he worried it was overshadowed by the death of his sister and so he had been doing little to improve it. Other than the leg pain Nikai got by better and better; his other legs were getting used to catching the weight and he could at least walk again now.

It was sunset as Nikai sat by the stone where Keoni lay burried with a mournful expression on his face. "Oh, Keenie... We never did get to travel and join other packs together," he said with a soft sigh, thinking of the time they'd met Rannoch. He'd felt so alive then, and she too had seemed to light up when they were at the Vale. He'd hoped to travel around with her, but now, with his injured leg and his sister dead, it seemed a dream that was so far away.