Luneshale Pass A sinner once a sinner twice

Stormpup had traveled with Qiao for several months. He had not forgotten about his riverland home but his fondness for it had diminished. He was nearly six months of age and he he had spent the better part of it following a strange woman’s orders. 

She had fed him. She did not love him. This shaped a boy. 

The young wolf stopped at the edge of the measly water source. He drank until he felt his belly swell. Lantern gold eyes lifted, hoping to see @Qiao against the pale stone.