Silvertip Mountain The Sights I Have Seen

Chaska kept quiet. That he couldn't share. It was too hard on him. Every now and then, he still saw those cold dead eyes of a child. He decided to change the subject, hopefully steer clear of that. "I see that the land is healing well. More green. That's something to be excited for."

Unfortuneately, he spoke too soon. When the news of the happenings hit him, he thought his legs would give way. A shudder passed by his back. So the two little ones he had planned to share more tales with were gone. Not only that, but one of the new pups. Chaska had already forgotten their names, but still. 

Even though he felt emotionaly pain at hearing that, he did well to hide that on his face. "I am sorry to hear that. Mason was a good kid, a good leader too. And June, well she was just...June, I suppose. Always adventurous, and kept our hearts lifted with her actions. Would have been great to see them again."