Here's part 2 hope you like it!

Cher still couldn't believe that she had run into Hubb back in that little town, and yet here she was, sitting next to him in the passenger side of some beat up old Volkswagen, headed to Darcia's keep.

She looked behind her when the old man in the backseat mumbled something about 'those damned wolves' before shifting his position and falling back to sleep.

Wolves, they were what started this entire journey Cher found herself on. That big white wolf had shown up at the lab and then Cheza had been taken by that noble Darcia. That's when Cher had left everything she knew behind and went after the flower maiden.

She wasn't sure what her ultimate goal was. She just knew that she had to find Cheza, and the best way to accomplish that was to follow the wolves.

The scientist sighed and focused on the early morning sunrise over the snow. Her mind drifted back to when she had quite literally ran into Tala, the wolf-dog she had given to her sister as a puppy.

Cher had always known that Tala was half wolf, but never in a million years would've thought that the little Malamute mix would wind up traveling with the very wolves that were spoken of in the Book of the Moon.

Cher would never be able to forget the image of the tiny puppy she had helped raise standing tall and proud on that hill all grown up with a wolf at her side, or the sound of the heart chilling howl that echoed through the air before the wolf-dog disappeared.

"Hey!"

The blond jumped at the gruff voice that yelled in her ear from the backseat. Both she and Hubb turned to look at the half drunk old man.

"Hey stop the car."

Hubb rolled his eye at him as he slowed the car. "Why do we have to stop now?"

The old man smirked. "What can I say? I gotta take a piss."

Cher and Hubb stayed in the car as Quent walked away from the road to relieve himself.

The old wolf hunter was almost immediately sobered up by the frigid wind, and began cursing his bladder for forcing him out of the warmth of the inside of the car.

He was soon walking back to the car, when he noticed something orange against the white snow on the other side of one of the snow banks lining the road.

Hubb rolled down the window when he noticed Quent staring off. "Let's go old man!"

Quent shushed him. "Hold on, I think I see something."

Hubb followed the grey haired drunk over to the other side of the snow bank. Quent bent down and brushed the snow away from the orange object.

"It's a piece of fabric or something."

He tugged on it a bit and gasped when it uncovered a small hand that was just the slightest shade of blue. "Holy shit! There's someone under here."

Both men immediately dropped to their knees and began to push away the layer of snow. In less than a minute they had removed most of the snow.

"She's just a kid." Hubb said shocked as he pulled her the rest of the way out from under the snow. "Is she breathing?"

Quent leaned down and put his ear to the girl's blue tinted mouth. "Yeah, but just barely."

Hubb stood up and dashed back to the car to get Cher. He yelled back over his shoulder. "Bring her back to the car."

Without an argument or a second thought, Quent scooped the girl up into his arms and started walking back.

The girl groaned slightly and leaned into him with a shiver. He looked down at her and saw her nose wrinkle slightly.

"Blue…"

Quent stopped dead and gaped at the girl half frozen in his arms.

Her eyes opened slightly and she looked up at the man holding her with her two toned eyes. Quent could see disappointment flash across her face.

The girl closed her eyes again. "I thought you were Blue. You kinda smell like her."

Another shiver ran through her body before she lost consciousness again.

Quent stared down at her until he heard Hubb's voice yelling at him to move it.

Blue