On Our Own

Zee watched quietly as Hari inspected the land, lips tightening as he observed the sky and the clouds. The worst part for Zee of going on an adventure was the possibility of being caught in a storm away from shelter, and she'd not quite grasped the concept of predicting the weather as her friend had. She trusted him however, and knew that if they were in for a bad one that he'd see it coming and warn her.

Unfortunately, the Emerald Island was barren and odd. If she needed to find a cave to take cover in, she doubted there'd be one on this island. The trees were dead and dying, the sand an odd green. She lifted a paw to her chest as if the ground might be infected, reminding herself to bathe well before returning home to the pups. "So far west.. the volcano can't be to blame for this." She nodded her head towards the dead trees. "I'd worry if it's safe, but I smell wolves. A lot of wolves. Stale, but someone lived here recently. And I see no corpses." Surely if a pack had taken this ridiculous looking island for a home, it'd be safe for them to explore right?