[Almost Three Years Ago, Southern Territories, Winter]
Wyatt had followed the trail into the pass. There was a small, makeshift campsite, a circle of rocks for fire, some branches, and mulch for kindling.
It was clear that someone had taken shelter here for the night before being set upon in the morning.
While the snow had kept up through the night, the impressions left from the struggle were still visible.
It looked like at least three men had been involved, and from the paw prints, at least one of them had shifted.
When Caleb reached out to Wyatt with news that Cain was missing, he was shocked to hear that he had been spotted in Winter. Cain was never one to wander aimlessly or to let those he cared for worry.
It had been five days already when Caleb reached out to Wyatt.
