Nightcrawler

Walking silently with his head hung in a dismal manner, Nightcrawler picked his way carefully through the boggy terrain. Sad yellow orbs cast their glances here and there, and a keen nose deciphered all the little scents that came to it. Two sharp, tall auds turned this way and that, picking up on any and every sound that came their way.

Nightcrawler couldn't pick up on the slightest traces of Kali, and he had no idea whether she were alive or dead. Desperate, the lithe wolf thrust his ebony muzzle haven-ward and gave sound to a lonely howl.