Lost soul

The woman had finally stabilized somewhat... But in doing so she had become confused. There was a lot that Marina did not remember... Like how she got so far from home and what exactly had occurred during her ventures. But she knew her babies were not at her side. How old were they now, Marina wondered? Were they alright? Worry gnawed deeply at her as with each shuddering step she looked for her children, Nako, or some other various stranger she might have met.

Finally a familiar scent crossed her nose. The rainbow man she had met before... Mari lifted her brow. Maybe he knew what had happened to her old pack? If anyone had information... Any at all...

Marina approached Arvandor, her gaze shining with the worry she felt. She tipped her head to him, almost afraid to speak. Afraid to find out what he knew. Marina let out a soft whine, trying to remain calm, to keep it together... But it was hard.

“Arvandor?” She questioned. “You wouldn’t happen to know what happened to Borealis, would you?” He had seen her just before her breakdown... She prayed he knew something.