Dawnlark Plains I'd kill for a Nobel Peace Prize

She glanced at him as he told of a superstition. Well, no reason to risk it. She took a step forward, and made the first few strokes into where her den would be. She shifted to the side a bit so that he could join in, if he wanted to. 

She froze mid-stroke when Shale said the war was over. Her gaze jumped to him, eyes wide. What did you say? she asked, as if she couldn't believe it. She stared at Shale, dumbfounded. If the war was over, that meant Sebastian was looking for her, too injured to look for her, or... he was dead. She had to find out.

Her head jerked around, as if she could find Grayday next to them to ask her permission to go. When he wasn't, she looked back to Shale. I'm sorry, I have to go. Thank you for your help, she said quickly, before turning and running off. She had to go find Sebastian.