Swiftcurrent Creek a dangerous presence

There were moments of silence.. Bazi swallowed what was a sob, only solidifying his dread that something had befallen the red leader. Her brazen nature had lead her to an injury or two and her youth was certainly shining through on matters with The Sunspire pack. If any of them had dared touch her.. they were dead. He would see to that.

She closed the distance between them even further, pressing herself in to his chest and in a position he would have much rather enjoyed under different circumstances. He did not rush her, though he felt as if his throathad closed over with grief. Finally, she uttered words. Haunter was dead.. and as relief flooded him, a sense of disgust at this relief invaded him as well. He had only met the dark wolf briefly.. and had thought he was off to begin with.

"You didn't touch him, did you?" Suddenly, it seemed to make more sense.. his sickly appearance.