Jade Fern Grove gold in your eyes, dancing like fire

Shivali doesn’t notice the absence at first, picking her head up and counting three pale children. Currituck isn’t among them. Again, she doesn’t consider it abnormal. Tahani spends time with her randomly so the mother doesn’t take to panic just yet. She straightens herself out and noses through the other puppies before she begins to stand and exit the den. As she stretches out her legs, she glances around. She sees Tahani but not the agouti girl. Her brows knit together and she scans over to the other wolves without seeing her in any of their company. With a new wave of anxiety, Shivali licks her lips and begins to move a little more frantically back and forth.
 
Her heart launches into her throat and she moves, nose to the ground, becoming absorbed in the scent the little girl left behind. Ingrained in the task, she doesn’t alert anyone else, following the trail all the way through the grove. A second smell begins to mingle and her fur bristles, surging forward to come upon a dark wolf carrying Currituck between her jaws and it takes a second to properly react. Dark eyes zero in, lips peeling back and a low grumble starts in her chest with a one and only warning.