Noctisardor Bypass got a girl whose up for the mating

there were wolves in the bypass. their voices were musical and familiar. heda looked up with a frown.
she had been gathering herbs, those she knew; now she let them fall into mingled, unremarkable piles, and strode toward the howlings, the sound. 
ah!
"suzu?" her voice asked tentatively; she came forward and looked at the grown-girl, sparing anselm a glance as well. "suzu, it's heda."
relief welled through her like a lance. the den mother glanced around at somber faces and realized they were not here to visit;
her eyes asked for an explanation. but did she already know?