I had a plan... but it wasn't necessarily a GOOD plan...

Akna didn’t know her name. She didn’t know where she was and she certainly didn’t know what she was doing. Still, her dainty paws carried her forward in the snow, her features showed her confusion. A few days ago she woke up with the worst headache of her life, and no clue what was going on. She hoped that walking it off might help and she hadn’t really stopped in the last few days. She was exhausted and she was confused. She wandered aimlessly when her pale ears caught the sound of a howl.

Curious as well as hopeful she made her way in the direction, she hoped maybe whoever called out would be able to help her. Snowshoe like paws brought her to the ancient wolf and she eyed him warily. ”Who are you?” Akna asked softly, hopeful that if she recognized this wolf that she might answer the better question of who she was.