Geveva wandered though a dark wood towards a bright light that was shining through the trees. She couldn't sense Georgia's consciousness, but she didn't care. She was just glad to be freed from the foolish girl. Maybe she was dead. It would be an appropriate end for such a stupid show of stubbornness.
The grey-brown wolf stepped into a clearing and found herself before a massive tree, whose branches rose so high that they diappeared into the darkness above. The bright light that Geneva has seen through the trees was coming from under one of the roots of the tree. There didn't seem to be anyone around, or any indication of where she was, but she was drawn to the light.
Without further hesitation, she followed the light, crouching and crawling under the rough root. A passage opened up - pa
