It was really winter now, there was no denying it. The snows were no longer melting and a deep chill had settled in, stealing warmth from any wolf brave enough to leave the safety of the pack. Unfortunately for Aponi and her children they no longer had a pack, and the mountain was becoming unforgiving. The prey had moved down and away from the stone where it was easier to manage which made their hunting expeditions longer and precarious. The mother hadn’t wanted to leave behind her mate but they no longer had a choice.
Their children deserved better. They deserved a real den and other members to help warm them and keep them safe. They needed more adults than just her to teach them and entertain them and help mold them into proper adults.
So they had left, but not before Aponi had visited the cave she had deposited Serach into one more time. She never went back into the depths of it, she wasn’t that sick. But, she had made it part of her daily ritual to loiter at the entrance and speak to him and now she would no longer be able to. It had been a long visit and by the time she left the mother had almost changed her mind about leaving and had to cast the thoughts from her head as if the cave no longer existed.
She had collected the children - minus the ones who had yet to join them - and ushered them down and away from the stone giant. They had moved slowly but with purpose towards the Draw and what would hopefully be a sanctuary for them. It had been a long time since Aponi had seen her sister and hoped she was still as sweet and warm-hearted as she had been growing up. If not, the mother wasn’t sure they had many options left now that the snow blocked many of the paths back to the east.
Something about being back in the Wildwood, where the legendary original fire had started set Aponi on edge. But, she forged on and eventually they found themselves on the doorstep of the Draw. Taking a minute to let everything that had happen sink in and steel herself for the questions that were sure to come. Lifting her muzzle and calling for the Tainn Aponi watched the mist from her voice disappear into the clear sky.