Arrow Lake Move Slowly and Carefully

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Stark was getting to be more and more crestfallen. There was no other word for it. Waking up to the sounds of Grace calling to her brother to leave the pack made him so frustrated he saw red. He hadn't gone to see them off more than coming to stand on one of the jagged edges of their home to watch them leave his lands. The male would never see them the same way again. Not after that betrayal. His numbers were falling swiftly, but, in his eyes he was doing damned near everything he could. 

Stark drew himself out of the Keep and down to the lake. It might be good to do some fishing or do something other than the mindless dragging of the earth for any of the four missing members of the keep. Two puppies, two adults. How in the hell could so many go missing? Stark paused as he spotted a large wolf off in the distance, giving a little chuff to draw their attention. Couldn't hurt to be social, maybe they'd seen something anyways.