The Unraveling - It Spreads

Gypsy had stuck close to Gem after their exploration together. She didn't want to be a burden to the young girl, but the old woman felt a sense of comfort in their familiarity. Perhaps she would find a pack or a band that would take her in as they traveled together... or perhaps she would just wander off on her own to die. What else was there to do when you were old and blind and alone?

As they traveled, the temperature dropped. The little old wolf was chilly and her pads felt frozen. She stuck close to Gem, sharing body heat with the younger fae. "What is this place?" Gypsy could feel the heaviness in the air and the thrum of the earth through her paws. More strangeness.

"Gypsy"