Ghost Lion Crag The Hunt is ON!

I wasn't offended, and I knew that's not what you meant xD That ":(" face was just sympathy for my character. I'm sorry if it confused you. But you get to use this for your counselor trade :D

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Shalon's initial comment brought reassurance to Darsal. Possibly, their bond hadn't been all in her imagination.
She looked toward Shalon as the other did the same. When the pale wolf spoke again, this time concerning Mako's whereabouts, Darsal was hit with another flashback from three months ago — had it been that long? — when she woke up in the spring dawn's fog with no company aside from the brambles of their den. She'd risen without alarm... at first. Then, after scouting around the thicket with no trace of him, panic hit her, and horror broke the gray-ivory mask of her face.
The rest needn't be mentioned.
Darsal mustered the courage to speak to Shalon, saying, Yes... it is, unfortunately.... Her voice was again refusing to meander through her lips. He disappeared, and that's all I know. With this, she picked herself up, lifting her head. Darsal nearly felt ashamed of herself to have told the entirety of this meaningless burden of hers. 
She spoke strongly this time. I apologize for my rambling. Tell me, how'd you find yourself here, Shalon?