Phantom Hollow Missing Person

The worry inside of her chest subsided as the tan-hued coywolf backed up a pace, allowing her adequate room to breathe. His serious expression didn't tip her off immediately that anything was amiss--as far as she knew, that was his default look--but she listened and wondered as she shook her head again and slowly rose to her paws, stretching a little inside of her den.

Out of place? she thought, frowning, missing something? Had she felt that way? If anything could have triggered it, she thought immediately it must have been the absence of viable game sharing the spooky Phantom Hollow with them. But Mitanni didn't think that was what Judas meant.

As he mentioned Malice, she made a little thoughtful hum. "No, I haven't seen her," Mitanni remarked, feeling concerned and also disappointed. "I've been too worried about hunting and restocking our caches to check in on her." And currently had nothing to show for those efforts either. Famine was cruel that way. "She can't be too far. Have you checked her den?" the mottled brown wolf questioned, stepping out of her den to join him in the wood.