It had been a long time since she'd last visited lost lake. Having talked about it with Aleister had left her wanting to visit again. Who knew maybe she'd come across the dark agouti man again or perhaps the one that was in charge. At least that was what the crow assumed he'd meant. 

She'd left riddle heights disappointed at not having found anything of interest. She hoped the mysterious lake would bring her more luck. Perhaps she might find a place to rest for a few days. It wasn't easy traipsing through the snow in her condition. 

Oksana had considered many places to visit. Her mother had made sure to visit them all. She remembered a place called Willow Ridge. A pack was there so she thought she might check it out. 

It was early morning when Oksana arrived at the lake. It had been planned perfectly really. The steam came off the lake just as she remembered. Across the pebbled shore she limped until she reached the waters edge. There she sat back on her haunches to look out across the water for a bit. It really was magical.

Of all the places that Oksana had ever been in her life she thought the lame might be her favorite. The feeling that she had when she was there and the memories. They were only sad then because losing her mother was still so fresh in her mind even if it had been weeks. She'd gone on the best she could but continuing to find places where there had once been wolves abandon now. She was starting to question everything she was doing. Meeting Aleister had given her some hope that maybe others would come to stay. 

Her ear flicked back when she heard the jumbled word. Oksana turned to face the wolf whose voice had interrupted her thoughts. The scent of the marmot caught her attention drawing her gaze to the discarded carcass. It moved quickly back to the stranger when he spoke. Her brow wrinkled in confusion. 

"I'm sorry but I think you have me confused with someone else. My names Oksana and I'm alright. It's an old injury. I was just remembering…" she trailed off looking a little embarrassed. 

Truthfully Oksana hadn't been expecting anyone when she'd settled at the lakes edge. The man had shown up which had been a pleasant surprise to the Crow. Perhaps she was a little more on need of company than she'd thought. She was smiling when she turned to face him though a little confused. She imagined he wojkd.be a little confused as well. She quickly tried to clear things up for him and perhaps herself. 

"I'm Oksana," she offered returning his smile before sitting back on her haunches. 

Her smile remained as he apologized then when he'd finished speaking she shook her head. "No, it's okay really. I probably shouldn't be dwelling anyway. She must be very pretty then," Oksana teased a little with a small giggle. "I would love some company actually. Do you live in the area or are you just passing through?"

The lake was a quiet place where it was easy to get lost in one's thoughts. Oksana was sure it wouldn't do her any good to let her mind drift into that sad place where her mothers memory now lived. There was still so much to do though it would be hard to leave the lake. 

She smiled in kind at Chan's words. Oksana had to wonder how much his friend really did look like her for him to think she was her.  Oksana watched as he came to sit beside her. He seemed nice so she wasn't too worried about the distance between then.

Her orange gaze turned on him as he spoke. Her curiosity caused her to wonder if he might be one of the wolves Aleister spoke of. Before she could ask he had a question of his own. Oksana shook her head, "No, I was born here though not on the mountain. I was born in Kingsfall its a ways from here where the tall trees grow. Then before the coyotes we moved closer to Turtleback lake. Do you know of it?" She asked. Perhaps he'd been to the places she'd lived.