The oasis had become the golden child’s temporary home; it was a veritable paradise in a sea of sand. She would see any approaching wolves from miles away and it was warm despite the onset of winter, fresh and clear water was readily available and the oasis even offered herbs for her to study and replenish her stores with… and yet she could not bring herself to enjoy it here. Her only real home had disappeared the same day her family had and despite the beauty around her the world seemed darker and more dangerous than before. Freya lay on her side staring at her rippling reflection in the water and breathed a heavy sigh. She needed something, anything to get her mind off of the melancholy pushing its way into the once joyful girl’s soul. Hear me talk

Safir would wander away from where her master had said was their new home, she didn’t want to wander too far so she would keep looking back to make sure she could still see it. After wandering for a while she came across another wolf, they were lying by a pool of water. It hadn’t frozen over, Safir thought that this was an odd sight to see in Winter. She would cautiously walk over to the other female, was she alright? She didn’t look fine, she didn’t want to get too close if the other wolf was sick. “Are you alright?” she would ask her. Speech,