Bramblepoint to her surprise she was the one

Few weeks back Wraen had watched a herd of deer move through this parts and almost encountered her former friend and packmate Hydra. However, fate would have it that even being within a close distance from each other, they would not meet. Maybe he thought that there was enough ongoing conflict in the world already to have old wounds torn up again and have them bleed.

Therefore upon returning here as a free wolf now, Wraen thought little of the dangers that could lurk in her once favorite place in the world, the Bramblepoint. She stopped by her secret hideout that had been destroyed during a storm and now was rotting away, when the sweetly sour scent of apples touched by the frost caught her attention and made her move towards the source.

She found more than just fruits - also a she-wolf, who was devouring them. "Good evening, mis!" Wraen greeted the other in a friendly manner. "Is there room for one more?"