Dragoncrest Cliffs There's always thunder in August

Mireille was not in any of the nearby territories. She could not be found in any of her usual hiding spots within Sapphique or without. Sobo did not know where she had gone for the caribou hunt, but surely it was much too far for her to go during the storm. She would not leave them like that.

So he searched and he searched. When he was not eating or sleeping, he was out there combing every inch of known ground for her. When he saw Rosalyn striding through the forest, he abandoned the sea lion flipper he was worrying in the snow and loped after her.

Mireille, missing. Coraline, presumably dispersed. Loko, spending greater and greater lengths of time beyond Sapphique's borders. And Sobo ... the only one of them left tethered to this place, and the least adequate in his estimation. Nonetheless, he cleared his throat and called out for Rosalyn: Mamá! Several long bounds carried him to her ruddy side. He failed to notice the sheen in her eyes that told of how far back in time she was.

Can I help ya search?