It was rather dark but she couldn’t stay still. The mountain groaned and growled under her paws in sounds she did not trust. She didn’t trust any of this. Any wolf who had lived on a mountain or even passed through it a couple of times wouldn’t have any troubles, but Cornelia like she had predicted couldn’t find herself at ease high up in the sky. The hauntings of her past kept her sleep far away from her or any rest. After Kajika she had been exhausted and she had laid down for a bit. Only for her body to breath and let the strain of her muscles but her brain never stopped with running. Memories that flooded across her mind when she didn’t pay attention. Oh she couldn’t wait until she was downhill and her paws would feel soft earth instead of hard rock under her pads. She could have stayed at her hiding spot, waiting for the sun to rise and guide her path. But it was not in her nature to do nothing when she was perfectly capable of doing something other than waiting and laying on the ground. Hunting was impossible for her, she refused to try and break her neck for a mere lamb that liked to jump from rock to rock. She could withstand a little bit of hunger.

The timber woman wandered through the mountain, with only the directions of Kajika in her head to guide her to the right way. Cornelia paused in her stride to look at a particular gap in the mountain wall. It was big enough for a wolf to fit through, even the giant ones. Curiosity flared in her chest and with it cautiousness ringed in her brain. It could easily be an hiding spot for something more dangerous. It didn’t smell dangerous though. She hesitated for a second before she went in to see what was in the gap. It could be an death end but why not. Yet the woman found something entirely different. An area that mirrored the starry sky above her head, laid right before her paws. The moon shining coldly on the flat surface. Stunned she looked at the sight, then back up. No the skies didn’t fall down when she didn’t look. Tilting her head she cautiously approached the mirage, it was water. A black pool that reflected the sky. Her tongue dipped into the cold liquid, breaking the mirage with it’s ripples. It was a pleasant surprise to have fresh water to wash away the dust from her throat. And as she drank she could smell the various scents of wolves who had entered this hidden spot. Cornelia looked over the large lake that was surrounded by walls. Her ears twitched slightly, anything could be hidden in the darkness. May it be a wolf or another secret. Cornelia was still oblivious of its presence.