Phoenix Maplewood and way down we go

Siarut changes everything, deciding they’re going to leave now. The instruction to pluck her children from their current safety doesn’t settle well with her. Her eyes dart away briefly, looking toward those in the background and (very briefly) in the direction of the den. She snaps her head back around when the woman speaks, giving them until nightfall. A lot of the rest goes over her head and she steps back, smoothing out her fur but she does not go right for the children. Instead, she anxiously looks between the wolves on either side. They linger longest on her brother should he take their small generosity to at least gather themselves. 
 
Shivali takes several steps back and looks to whom she’d gather, needing only an extra mouth between herself, Tomkin, and Tahani. She keeps her distance from the den in the meantime, waiting for the final word. When one of the children dart off, her gaze flickers in that direction, though nerves keep her planted firmly in place.