Heron Lake Plateau they escaped the weight of the darkness

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Wisteria remained quite reclusive even after reuniting with her family. It was hard to say what the most shocking change was: being surrounded by family after being alone for so long, or the appearance of four little replacements. Thus far she gave the new pups a wide berth and lagged at the back of the group, skittish as ever. It would take a lot to erase the effects of a winter spent on her own, and the scars left in her psyche might never fade. She had not the fortitude to confront these new feelings yet.

Even as they reached the borders of an unknown pack—why had they left the Hollow, she'd wondered for the entire journey, without ever finding the voice to ask it—Wisteria hung toward the back, her eyes narrow and suspicious as she glanced past her mother's slim shoulder to the waterlogged lands beyond.