Dawnlark Plains listen to the wind blow, down comes the night

for a moment she was silent, considering. aditya was right; forrest was elderly, yet strong, and perhaps she'd left of her own choice. still, it seemed out of place for the woman who she'd believed would be part of morningside for a while yet. she spoke only after her father had left them, offering a nuzzle in return and watching him go before turning back to her mate. "I think I ought to retrace our steps - I could go alone, for for a couple days. she is strong, and I can't see her getting lost, or wandering off. but we owe her, or at least we should make sure she's not in danger." had it been another packmate, she might very well have cared little. but the sterling girl knew she owed a great debt to the elderly healer, and in the very least she could re-visit the plateau.