Haunted Wood Grim, grinning ghosts.

Belly full of elk meat, Towhee did some rounds to work off the heavy meal. When she came full circle near the southern fringes of the caldera, she spontaneously broke away and headed into the neighboring forest. She still did not aspire to avenge Maia, though she certainly kept her eyes peeled and her nose quivering as she skulked through the dark and dreary woods.

She spent nearly an hour prowling. Towhee saw no sign of a black wolf with orange eyes, nor anyone or anything else of particular interest. She began to trot back toward the caldera, her gait less tense than earlier.