I circled the entry point on the map without hesitating. Next I thought carefully about the mountains. Primrose had told me we were somewhere up in them and I had headed southeast when I ran for home, which meant the camp sat roughly to the northwest of where I had crossed back into pack land. I found the right mountain range and circled it in green. Vague, but I was confident that once I was physically close to that area the details would come back to me properly. I had only marked trees in the final stretch of the journey before the rogue had found me, and after that I had shifted and stopped marking entirely until I made it home.
I picked up the red pen next and found my old pack on the map without saying anything about it. I pressed the circle down hard. It sat exactly where I had half expected it to and once it was on the paper the whole picture started to make a particular kind of sense.
