Hushed Willows ohana

At some point Alarian had disappeared and Mali was wasn't sure when. After a day or two of the journey he'd  pretty much given up on trying to escape and gave in to being pushed along by the non-Seabreeze, non-Olive adults that were familiar to him.

But now Alarian was also gone and Mali was alone. what happened?  As it dawned on him, he anxiously started to look around, figuring maybe he'd just lost track of where the man went, but just from a moment of ducking between wolves as what's her name spoke it didn't seem likely.  This wasn't his pack any more. This was someone else's that had replaced it.

And then that kid spoke up again! Mali shot him a sour look over his shoulder, Go. Away.  He still wanted nothing to do with any of them.  Mali had better things to do than deal with his stupid stuff.