Rose felt weak, but her conviction was strong.

Dressed in a nightgown with just a thin coat over it, slippers on her feet, and looking like a crazed woman, she began to sneak between the pack's houses, seeking the forest's shelter.

The afternoon was well advanced; in fact, the sun was almost setting and would soon give way to darkness, which would shield her even more in the shadows.

Rose knew this was complete madness. Where could she escape without money, without knowing where she was, and su