Daryn had actually run through the mountains to the north. Caleb had joined him an hour later. The two Lykae ran at god speed. And their decision to run up to the edge of the country was better than taking a plane. As soon as they reached the nearest airport, they took a flight to Juneau and once again they ran as werewolves to the interiors of Tongass, the enchanted realms – Whitbörg Forests, the coordinates of which was given by Ileus.
Daryn gazed around at the scenery scanning every little point. The mountaintops in the background were bare even as thick firs covered their base. A thick layer of snow had covered their craggy peaks. The sky was overcast with grey clouds as heavy mist cast a veil around those peaks.
