They were wandering again as it seemed the plans had changed and the possibility of coming face to face with Morganna gone. Part of Cheedo had wanted that encounter just to get it over with especially since she now knew the Archer want to be back in the lore. Lately though she wondered what would have happened because she no longer felt the confidence that she'd once felt. She felt like she was returning to that scared little wolf, Fragile little Cheedo afraid of her own shadow.

She hated every moment of it but she didn't know how to turn it around, change herself back to who she was before Wraith's death. She trailed mother and son as they made their north. She did what she could for them but she was starting to wonder if it was enough. It was early morning when she slipped away to do some hunting maybe find something for breakfast for the trio. She hadn't expected to stumble upon it and hadn't realized what it was at first with the snow covering the ground.

It was as she was looking for a track that the scent came to her, one she'd smelled before, what seemed forever ago. Using her paw she uncovered the skull and under it some other bones. That was the scent she'd found, that of old bones, it wasn't a strong scent but it was there. She looked up and around the area and wondered if she'd found a place of bones like the one back in Ritter.