Redhawk Caldera I lost my shoe.

The girls accelerated, their strides nearly matching as they followed their godfather at a distance. There was silence between them for a few moments, save for the soft crunching of grass underfoot, then Towhee spoke. Orca tilted an oversized ear, listening to her sister's garbled speech. Unfamiliar wolves would have a hard time understanding her, but growing up alongside the deaf girl, Orca had quickly learned how to decipher what she was saying.

She hadn't really considered the fact that Titmouse's disappearance meant he was an outsider. What if he hadn't meant to become an outsider? The grown ups had looked for him -- and that was what Elwood was doing presently, keeping his senses alert for any sign of the boy -- but hadn't been able to find him. She was certain that he hadn't done it on purpose.

"No you wouldn't," Orca replied, shaking her head. -He's still family,- she insisted, coming to a standstill so that she could sign the response at Towhee.