It was rare for me to venture outside of Spirane, but this was one of those few occasions. The cold air turning my breath to mist in front of me as my dark form moved towards the destination that I had in mind. To be honest with myself my destination in mind was much more strange, Ruieze Fields. This was the first time I have returned here since the illness took me, I shiver at the memory of my carelessness. However I know that I can't avoid this place forever. Even though I felt oddly drawn to it, I felt certain reluctance. I won't allow cowardice to control me and besides it was well know that the illness was no longer spreading from the waters of the lake. So I rationalized that it would be safe enough to approach the water, and timidly dipped my paw in. I almost laughed when nothing happened. "What had I been thinking? That it would jump up and bite me?" I mutter to myself amused by my antics. I walk along shores, waves lapping lightly and paw as I stride. There was no surprise when I came upon the group of mostly adults, after all from what I’ve heard this was relatively normal. If I got upset over normalcy, I’d find it hard to be normal myself. While I didn't care much for socialization, I felt I may learn something by watching the group. I settled onto my haunches, while my golden amber eyes scan over the older wolves in an almost bored manner.