Roadtrip

What had possessed her to make this trip in winter, she would never be able to wrap her head around. Raijin and her children were by her side of course, and she had invited the older boys too, just in case they wanted to stretch their legs (and if she was honest, extra eyes to watch the small army of children would never go astray).

The wind cutting across the shore was bitingly cold, but at least her old den was still standing so they would have some cover for the night. It was eerie how abandoned the place felt, without all the hustle and bustle of the Fatalis family filling up the space. “We’ll rest ‘ere then head up ter the hot springs, then across the plateau an’ up ter th’ woods. Oi, Chips, go let Hana know we’re comin’…” The bird rawked and snatched up a sprig of cypress to serve as a marker, so the other wolf would know approximately when to expect them. “It’s too bloody cold ter fish around these parts, so what’re we gonna do fer dinner?” she turned to her children with a smirk. She never said the journey would be an easy one. More like a bootcamp really.

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