Dragoncrest Cliffs get haunted

She sagged, this time in relief, when he said, "I believe you." Her breath rushed from her, ruffling against her brother's brown fur as she listened to him explain his own predicament. It caught in her chest again when he mentioned their mother, then getting lost in the storm. That meant Arbiter was out there somewhere, now looking for two wayward children.

"I think he found me," Haunt corrected softly, "and if we've spoken since, I don't really remember. So I don't have the answers we've been looking for. The answers we deserve. We can call for him now, if you want. I was trying anyway, because..." She hated to admit it out loud, though she huffed a breath and continued, "I'm starving. I haven't eaten in days."

But there was also the matter of the blizzard and their mother's whereabouts. But Haunt knew they could only focus on one task at a time before moving onto the next one. Hopefully they could summon Kaertok, who could provide answers and sustenance, then maybe the three of them could find shelter while they figured out how to locate Arbiter.