The Sentinels les moissonneurs

He felt his jaw tighten at the news as his gaze drifted past the pale man to the lands past his home. He had been loath to leave so quickly after his arrival, but with Emaleth missing, it was inevitable that his paws would be seeking past the borders to find her. Each day that passed without her presence only spurned forward the realization that they may never see her again if they could not find her.
 
The news was a devastating blow – he had hoped that perhaps even past the mountains, the insects had not managed to ravage the loving nature. But it would seem it was not so, and his muzzle gave a gentle shake, his eyes falling back upon the man once more. “But before winter comes?” The hope within him was lessoning with each passing day, and the boy studied his companion, wondering if he had see anything like this before.