Silver Creek Hymn to the Fallen

RIP Silver Creek! <3

Numbers were too low. Skylaris had known for a while that Silver Creek was much too quiet, and the pack could simply not manage with so few. What they would do, she did not know. Her son was her main priority, so whatever happened he would come first. For her, anyway. The silver dove, truly, wished that things were different, that the pack might have got just a few more wolves. But alas, life was life and they could do naught to fix this.

She carried Solly by the scruff of his neck, padding swiftly to where the call from Spring had come from. Walking with three legs was just a part of her life now - she was used to it. The dove had learned how to actually move, and with a little speed too, so she wasn't doing bad in that regard. About the call, she assumed it was to plan what would happen next - that seemed like the main issue that had to be resolved. Would they disband and part ways, or would they stay together and find a new pack? Or might they do neither, and instead leave the Teekon? If that was the case, would she and Soltero go or stay?

"Spring." The mother nodded in greeting to the Alphess, giving a wag of her tail accompanied by a smile. She had her own pups, too, so if they stayed in the Teekon a new pack would need to be found, very soon. The few adults could not care for both Spring and Sky's litter; a pack would be needed to help feed and protect the young. What were Spring and Heston's plans, if they had any at all?

There was much to be discussed.