Silver and Red

he listened, the muscle in his jaws tensing. when the woman had finished her woeful tale, lasher glanced at blue willow, who gave a slow blink of encouragement. returning his attention to the wounded creature, lasher gave a low chuff. "i will accept you as our zeta, on one condition: your name."

with a warm glance at the wolfess, lasher stood back, beckoning that the newest member of the plateau should join her beta pair across the borders. "i will show you the nearest cache; we also have a medicine den, where your injuries will be tended until they have healed," he added, nodding to blue willow.