Shadewood And We Meet Again

Though breif, the brown female had caught the saddness on her white friend's face. Her ears swivled back and a frown turned the corners of her mouth down. When Laika turned towards to river then back again, it made her consern grow. "If you don't mind me asking, what were they like? Or if you don't want to talk about it, is there a way I can help?" Her head angled to the side, curiosity finding its way to her voice. Mella had no intention of forcing her to speak, but chose to offer her support as well.