The child stares, blankly. Then a wave of coughing comes over him, holding up a paw for her to give him a moment. A frown touches her features, worry sweeping her gray-blue gaze. He had come from the caves. Apparently, had been forced down into the caves by other wolves, but she really had no idea what he was talking about. If he had mentioned the red sky, the blood moon, she would have known about that, but she didn't know what he was meaning thus far.

Slowly, she would shake her head, her black silken ears remaining back. I don't think - But then it dawned on her. Her head tilting and muzzle tipping upwards in thought. She tried thinking back on the weird dreams she had been having. The plague lands, the guardian island, the tunnels... There. There are these tunnels I've heard about... Yes, yes, maybe this is what he had meant! She looked back to the sandy boy again. When you enter them, you walk for a very long time before you find the light again and you find you've been transported to another land, very far away.

If he didnt know this place, didnt know the names, perhaps he belonged far from here? Maybe the desert lands, the alpines? Even much further east?