I had more information now from Diveen. Even though it was nice to make some progress for once, I was not sure quite where to go from here. I can’t wander around forever though. I have done quite a bit of searching after Diveen with no luck. I figure I need a rest at this point, and I have finally arrived back at Spirane. Daenerys had wanted me to learn more about the killer of one of the pack, and I am pretty sure it is the same girl. Everything seems to line up.

I had heard that Dany stepped down and one of her daughters rules now. I will have to investigate what this girl is like and if there is anything I can do to assist with the pack. I am sure Dany is still around and I will get the chance to share the information I have gathered. I refuse to give up though. I will find her...I just know I will, especially with the help given to me by Diveen. It all makes me wonder though...Magnus was so enraged at the death of his imprint, yet this woman killed hers with no issue? It must be true that the male feels so much more than the female. I wouldn’t know. I have not found an imprint, and I doubt I will if I even have one. I don’t think it was meant for me to begin with. I wonder if it made a weakness for the male- could he not fight back properly for his life against her? Was she really that powerful against him?

I shake my head as I consider these facts. Good thing Magnus has an imprint who was...well, a complete weakling, even though she is gone now. The leaves have fallen heavily off the trees as I glide into Spirane. The smell of cold air and winter was coming. I start to consider my age. My mother was no young woman when she had me and my brothers, and I am certainly not getting any younger. My lithe form of greys and white lope until I get to the base of the mountain. I look up with my blue eyes, blink a few times as I inhale the scents, before making a climb up on a familiar path. I only want up high enough to look over the trees into Moladion. Once I reach that spot, I plop down onto a rock and gaze out as the sun begins the long trek to the horizon. From here, I will contemplate where this woman went...what else was there to really think about right now?