The hotel had some advantages over the island--comfortable beds, just for a start, and actual goddamned beef and bacon that wasn't boar bacon--but Leah was starting to go friggin' stir crazy. She didn't realize how much she'd appreciated the open space until it was gone.

She'd been yanking open doors for a half-hour trying to find some place that looked like a nice wide open space she could run around on four legs for a while. So far she'd found a few cities, and a place that looked like it was covered up in fog and raining ash, to which she could only say a big 'no thanks.' Calling it a day was starting to seem like a good idea when she caught Ghost's scent in the air and followed it down the hallways.

"Hey!" she called as she jogged up to her favorite big white wolf and favorite Y-chromosome possessor. There was snow flicking through the doorway they were about to step through, which wasn't her favorite thing in the world, but it was definitely preferable to ashes and fog. "Where you going, and can I come with? I'm about to start climbing the walls here."