Cedar Sweep I dropped the berry in a stream

For a long moment, Saena didn't know what to say. She wanted to spread word of her daughters to every corner of the known world, anything to facilitate their safe return to her, but she also knew that could invite unsavoury attention. She, for one, could use a little less attention in her life. Ragna didn't seem like the type of wolf to betray her to hooligans and pedophiles, however, and so with a soft whistle of breath, she quietly shared, "Indra and Laurel.

Their names," she amended. "One is copper-furred, one is... sort of pinkish. Pink nose," as if that would help much. It was a pretty unique feature as far as Saena knew. Maybe even one-of-a-kind, like Saena's russet spots. "They were stolen from their home by my ex-mate, who found another woman when I was still pregnant. My pack... my pack failed to protect them while I was too sick to help." Perhaps that would be her explanation for the rest of her life. She'd been sick. She hadn't willingly disappeared.

"Now members of my pack are out looking for them, and I need to trust them," she finished, but there was a sullen twist to her lips as she added, "but I know exactly where he took them, and I won't be sitting idle much longer."