As the rag-tag bunch of beaten and battered wolves make it through the forest, heading towards the locus that will serve as their new den. Finally, the trees begin to thin, and before long a clearing opens.
The power that radiates is unmistakable, but the most unsettling thing to some of the older wolves might be the complete lack of spirit activity around the Locus. There's no telling how long that will last though, now that it's guardian is gone. It's up to the pack now to protect this sacred place, and make this simple clearing into their new home. The distant howls are a reminder of the danger that lurks outside the woods, and possible horrors that await them.