Emberwood Smeared with oil like David's boy, o lei o lai o lord,

dated august 3rd.

The rain never seemed to stop. She wondered if the river at the pack would overflow, and that would mean her family would need to move. Célnes felt grateful for the river wolves to take them in while recovery, but none felt too loyal to the grayscale wolves. It was the thought once Kendrick has been discovered, they may simply leave in peace.. And now that she knows he is alive, the chance of prompting them to leave seemed high.

She thought to scout out for the possibility of movement, and temporary took coverage under a tree to get a bit dry. Her fur was soaked, and clung to her slim body. While cold and wet, it was not in vain. Beside the forest that the elken woman currently waited in, were mountains.. They couldn't get away from the rain- but perhaps from possible flooding. 

The High Elk wouldn't be there- but maybe, beyond them?