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Sassafras beamed as Tansea introduced herself, stating that her situation was similar to her own; they were both new additions to their respective ranks. The dark female almost interrupted to ask what the other thought of her new home, curious as she was about other packs in the region, but she was silenced by the news of Lasher that was quick to follow. Her ears pinned back in a fluttery sort of motion and her expression changed to one of empathetic sorrow. This wasn’t what she had been expecting when Peregrine had sent her to check on things in Donnelaith.

She was about to respond, but bit her cheek instead as an ivory sylph with eyes as verdant as the greenery around them stepped forward like a graceful dream. The french washed over her in a wave of nostalgia, and for a moment she was reminded of her mother. Although Sassafras did not respond as quite as warmly as she had only moments before, her tail still swayed in welcome greeting. The one who approached seemed to know exactly what was on her mind, and for a tenth of a second she found herself surprised.

"He did," she affirmed solemnly. She dreaded returning to the Caldera with this news, but knew that Peregrine would not have sent her if he hadn’t suspected something was amiss surrounding his companion’s absence. "May I ask… what happened?" she inquired softly. She was certain the dark Redhawk chieftain would want to know.