Forgotten

-19-

Sansa eyed the spot that Tryton had marked.

Judging by where she was, and the place he had so crudely pointed out- Sansa concluded that she was only a day away. There was no pack, however, and she could see nothing close to the area.

It was just forest.

It wasn't that much of a detour...

She debated the thought in her head.

In the end, the final departing words said by Tryton were what really won her over to get up in the morning and go to the destination.

She made her way slowly, uneasy about what it could bring.

A soothsayer? It would not hurt to find another one. But Sansa felt her feet drag into the ground, her reluctance causing her to delay the trip by two days.

She wandered around the forest area, picking various herbs.

Until finally she arrived.

Except... there was nothing.

Sansa felt very foolish for taking the words of a crazed stranger seriously. He had probably guessed based on her scent, making the correct conclusion that she had lost her mate. But his words had been so accurate...and she had never really told him of her search...

She folded the map, tucking it away and continuing to search the area. She did not know what she would find, but Tryton's words still seemed to haunt her mind.

He knew, but how did he know?

Sansa saw a small cabin in the distance. The structure confused her at first. There was no pack here – none for miles. What wolf would want to be so secluded? It was missed by her at first since the covering of trees hid away the building.

Cautiously she approached, reminding herself again that all this was taking place because she had chosen to follow the advice of a strange male who appeared in the middle of the night to stab her map with a stick.

Sansa watched the cabin from a distance. It seemed as if someone did live there.

There was a garden in front of it, and clothes that were hanging out to dry.

Suddenly the front door opened to reveal a woman.

Sansa watched her. She was too far away to take in the exact detailing – only that she had blond hair. She started to take down the clothes that were hanging up. Sansa waited for the arrival of a male- maybe a mate – but none showed.

Slowly she descended down the hill towards the female.

She tried to be as noisy as possible in her approach. The female noticed her a distance away, but she did not seem scared. She only stood there, waiting for Sansa to come fully to her.

When she was in hearing distance, the woman smiled and waved to Sansa.

"Welcome. Do you need help?"

Sansa looked around the structure, trying to see if anyone else was with them. 

No one.

"I...I'm looking for a...a soothsayer." She pulled out her map, smiling sheepishly at the obvious puncture mark that had been made. "Someone tried to point it out to me where I could find them."

The woman leaned closer and nodded, "You made it. But I'm not a soothsayer, unfortunately. I'm a healer."

Sansa quickly lowered her map to take in the female, "You're a healer?"

She nodded her smile widening as she also took in Sansa and the herb pack that was slung across her shoulder.

"I take it I'm not the only one."