Hello? where is everyone?

The young healer had been told by Hannibal that he was going to start a pack, and she had been more than eager to join his ranks. She had stuck by the territory and waited for him to be ready to begin the pack. She knew he was making maintenance to the thicket, and finding more members to enlist.

Then the volcano had happened, and the earthquake had trapped Riva in a subterranean territory below the surface. The healer had been forced into the dark, and hunted off mice and moles until at last she made her way free. Once she pushed into the clear sky, she would find not freedom, but disaster. The volcano had wreaked havoc on the land, and the ash still clung to the air still. No wonder Hannibal had not come to rescue her, he must have been far too busy dealing with the fallout of the volcano, and perhaps he could not catch her scent among the ash. Still, Riva hoped he might be pleased to see her, alive if not entirely well - she had lost some weight she could ill afford to lose in her adventure. She tossed back her head, and howled for Hannibal, aching to see a familiar face.