And I’m lost. I run straight now, as the hill transitions to an open plain, but I don’t know where to go. The tribe. I have to get to them. But where—? Claws dig into my arm and I gasp. But Mrsha is patting my head, growling anxiously and I realize she’s trying to tell me where to go. Mute. She’s mute. I look around, and see a paw pointing just to my right. I don’t hesitate and immediately take off running that way. Arms burning. Legs aching. I’m at the end of my tether. But I have to keep going. I can’t slow down, not now.