Cedar Sweep I dropped the berry in a stream

For a short time, Saena trained her ears on the muffled sounds of their footfalls, but then Ragna's voice brought her head back up and around. She scoured the other wolf's face for any sign that she might have been hiding her grief, but she was met with only indifference. While it was likely Saena merely missed the subtler signs, owing to her own lack of perception, Ragna seemed to speak truly. "I grieve for mine," she shared, "but I have no memory of them." She, like the Malkaria wolf, mourned for what might have been.

Saena led them around a particularly stately cedar as Ragna posed her next question, one that caught the white-haired woman off guard. "Good eye," she complimented. She didn't know how Ragna guessed it, but there must have been something about her that gave it away. "I have two daughters," she shared, "but they are missing, and I am left to trust in the efforts of others to find them." Something about her tone suggested that that would only be true for a little while longer.