Maaike tracked a little further to the west when she returned to the mountains, and stood now looking out over the view at the edge of the lookout. Somewhere near here Relic had stood. A wolf she knew only by name, could build a vague image in her head based only on Atlas and maybe a little bit Bucky, the pack leaders she knew visually speaking.
But somewhere near here, he had died. Maaike didn’t question meeting the Covenant wolves when they might need a fighter on side. She had stumbled into so many difficult situations, figured them out as she went along, and so far she wasn’t dead yet. She flexed her shoulders, sighed, and turned away form the edge, heading east this time.
She could be sure only that Relic had fallen, and that she couldn’t scent another soul in the area at all, so it was unlikely anybody threw him over. At least that was something, though she suspected it would be little solace to the wolves who loved Relic in the basin.
Feb 01, 2019 06:09 PM
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