Durable pads covered the pebble covered ground next to the lapping waters. Memories flodded her skull with each wave of water that came onto land.

She'd had a different pakc here once before and different experiances, but the one that haunted her...was with the man. She really hadn't had an option.

The pack was in trouble...The pack was her life....

That pack was gone.

Images of former pack members flashed without suppression. The fearless leader and her own close personal friend...Night Crawler. It seemed ages had passed since they had first met in the canyons, only to follow him home and become one of them....

It all just seemed so long ago. Resting upon her haunches, the black wolfess gazed out across the waters, aloof to all of her surrounding and wraped up in the chambers of her mind.