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She was sobbing. She was chief of the Wolfriders. She wasn't suppose to be crying. But she couldn't help it. She had been so happy, and now...

She took a deep breath, and looked over at the caves. She couldn't sit here and cry her life away. She had to live in the Now. And that meant taking care of the tribe.

She reached up, taking the necklace from around her neck. Staring at the shell for a few minutes, she stuck it in her bag and headed back toward Howling Rock.

Toward the Now.