Silver Creek the ants go marching one by one

Spring listened to the black furred male and became a little uneasy as she noticed the suspiciousness that hinted in his eyes.  Her heart rose though when the male responded in French.  The answer was easy enough for her.  She had learned it in Starlit Hills, her pack before this one, before Pheonix Maplewood and Silver Creek.  Her heart ached a little to think about Starlit Hills though, because whenever she thought of them all that came was sad memories along with it.

"J'appris le français dans mon groupe avant Silver Creek ou Pheonix Maplewood.  Avant d'entrer dans le Teekon Wilds."  She responded in an even tone, a slightly deppressed look took hold of her when she mentioned her pack before Pheonix Maplewood/Silver Creek.  If only her pack back in Canada hadn't had such a terrible, horrible fate.