Hideaway Strath we didn't quite do what we thought we could

Hemlock smiled at the little puppy as the tiny grey girl looked up at her. Everything about her was precious, even her obvious deformity, but she knew that there was still potential in her for greatness. When she said she was tired Hemlock gave a little nod, leaning down to pick the puppy up to carry her to the densite. "Rest, sweet girl." She murmured as she took to grooming the puppy, briefly leaving her to grab a kill from a nearby cache. She chewed it up before offering some to the girl, letting her fill her stomach before they curled up together. 

No doubt that Sirius would have a strong opinion about it (how strong, Hemlock would never anticipate!) and Arturo and Lotte would as well. Once the girl had rested more she'd call the pair, but for now, they just needed to recover. The attempt at recovering the lost boy hadn't gone well and so Hemlock could only focus on the tiny child at her side, and later she'd try and sort out the emotions it brought up. She let the Fearghal's down - she had let the pack down. Maybe she could focus on Ran and help her, maybe she wouldn't fail her. 

As always though, even the best of intentions were wrong - and Hemlock would find in the coming days just how very wrong she was.