Whitebark Stream slowing down

He didn't say anything about what she'd been up to. Points for him. He offered no more than a shrug and cast it all off. Instead, he asked another question, which brought her to turn her ears in his direction. Signing? Oh. The howl. He was talking about their claiming howl in which they all joined their voices to unite as one force.

"Oh that," she said, deflating as her ears fell. She curled her tail about her paws and pulled it closer to herself. "Yeah. That was us. Our prince decided he wanted to become a king. So here we are." Her voice was a mix of forced excitement and something dull. She shrugged, turning her eyes elsewhere. Wasn't starting a pack supposed to be a happy thing?

"You just sight seeing? Or looking for a home?"