Jade Fern Grove the sun hasn't died

Kieran caught up with them, shaking the ash and dirt from his fur. He had searched among the debris for any sign of anything. There was nothing left to salvage and he carried this grim news with him. They had found Bazi and the children. There was something broken in the white she wolf, and Kieran had seen it many times. Had been there himself. There was no saving that wolf unless they wanted to be saved, but he didn't say a word to anyone about it. Preferring to hope for the best, that Kaskara, the Babies and their alpha could break through her walls and make her alright again.

He made it and nudged Kaskara gently, sneezing away from her the dirt that had made it's way into his nose. Streaks of black amongst his mahoghany fur.  Kieran looked down over the forest and sighed softly. It was like home, he smiled crookedly happy to look down upon it. He averted his eyes and cut off his words when Bazi spoke. He hoped she would choose to stay. 'owaya al? Kieran looked over it again and mumbled under his breath, a slight joke, but also the truth he was filthy. Oi don't nu aboyt anyone else, but oi 'ope thar's someplace for me ter take a bat down dare.