The way of fate

[Rashka]

She was sitting there, looking out over Mulgore from atop the hills. Groshnok and her had found this hut, abandoned, long ago now. Kogara in her arms, suckling on one of her mothers dreadlocks. She had felt weird lately. Different. Ever since that night in Nagrand she saw her. Sitting there by the fire, all insecure, but nonetheless talking.. Mazhga.. She hadn't seen her.. HEARD her for so long.. She was so different now. And then not. She was still just as insecure as Rashka remembered her as, but she was.. Grown up.
She didn't know why she was here. She wanted to confront her, but she was afraid to scare her off. She semt to have that effect on people.. Scaring them off. Snorting she went into the hut, putting Kogara back into her cradle, Ghost watching over her as protect-full as ever.

When she heard of her the first time, after her tutors passing, she didn't believe her ears nor her eyes. The waters showed her, full of pride, and the wind whispered of her deeds. Suddenly she had a whole new purpose. And she didn't quite know how to follow it up.. But she packed her stuff, and left the safety of her Frostwolf village. She had to find her, and as Spirits wanted it, she did. Or rather.. She found her Tribe. Lom'rak said he had seen her before, one night when they were talking. But he never told her more. And before she knew it, they were gone once more, and she was left with a half-dead trail. She wouldn't leave this place yet. She was still missing her wolf, and she still had things to discover here.. But sooner or later, she would pick up the trail once more. And this time she would find her in person, and speak to her!