Was the wind distracted? It had kissed both wolves before it took off, dancing with the snow, trying to entice them into searching further. It was a strange prospect that perhaps the world could be distracted from its mission. There was the sound far off - the echos rumbling from the thunder that shook the world. Come along, come along.....it's not far now! There was a break in a wall of ice, a cavern that expanded once you were further in.
There was barely enough space for a wolf, but it was clear that this had once been something special. Perhaps this was a safe haven to escape a predator. Maybe this had been some sort of sacred space, in the light of the blood moon it was lit with an otherworldly glow. The wind stilled again, but the feeling of energy almost pulsing made it clear something was special about the little cavern.
Deeper still, the eerie red glow seemed almost to light a path. In the back of the cavern, at the crux of jagged shards of ice, a faintly glowing rune pulsed in blue almost like a heartbeat. But would they find a way to free it? Could they?