The woman would continue to wander in search of a home suitable for her family, treading carefully over the lands she could sense but could not see. Natalya wondered what life would be like if she could see, but more than that she wondered if others handled blindness as well as she. She had been born and raised with her handicap, and had adapted to it quickly as she knew nothing else. She didn't not see in her dreams, because she had seen nothing to twisting in her mind. But what of those who came into blindness by some outside force? Did they function well on their own? Did their dreams feel more like being awake than the darkness of reality? The queen couldn't help but wonder this, and pity others for their potential weaknesses.
Today, she ventured quietly through the east and found herself catching the feeling of steam within her nostrils. She inhaled deeply, feeling it cleanse her sinuses. As she walked on she could feel heat emanating from what she had decided was a series of pools and was careful to take her time and move away from the warmer areas, not wanting to slip and fall into a pool that she could not escape. After a few minutes of solitary walking, a new scent wafted toward her, that of another wolf. Natalya stopped when she believed she was close, careful to ensure that she was facing the direction from which the scent had traveled, and gave a brief, friendly bark to alert the other of her presence.
