Bearclaw Valley peach moon

keeping mention of laurels puppos vague  - ty for starting

purpose rippled through her body as she strode from laurel's densite, panic setting under her skin. laurel's nutritional needs over the next few weeks would triplicate - the redleaf was only just becoming aware of that. she would have to replenish the cache as quick as it was being extricated -- a feat she found insurmountable particularly without blondine.

in her haste she nearly briskly walked right by issun without noticing him -- it was only the scintillating gleam of the sun off of his dark hide that gave him away, and indra froze as her eyes set upon him. she knew him -- the unexpected realization halted her completely. otter creek -- issun -- their conversation about being lonely -- it all came back to her piece by piece.

"issun?" she ventured, still incredulous that he was here -- the pack scent clung to him well enough she was sure he was not an interloper, all the same she did feel a prickle of disquiet down her spine.