Haunted Wood I'll make sure they're really fucking sorry

The leader nudged Iris' shoulder. "It's a loss-lose situation. If he was out there hurt, he couldn't possibly survive on his own." It was sad to admit, but Chevalier wasn't as much of a fighter. He wouldn't be able to survive the harsh winter. Little did she know her creamy pup was alive with the care of another.

 She shook her head. "I didn't. They may have hid the evidence. It is possible they have him captive, but there's nothing we can do. We can't attack off of assumptions." They had enough of drama on their plate already. They had no need to stir the pot with Redhawk, no matter what. It would be suicide to bring the fight at the moment.

 Lusa's nose twitched about thinking of those wolves. Despicable. Why did they have to attack her baby instead of herself? That was no proper way to get revenge. Wanting to get rid of these thoughts, Lusa started to walk in a direction. "Walk with me. I want to mark the borders once more today."