Heron Lake Plateau Fact or feeling

Niamh’s warning was certainly concerning, and Phox nodded solemnly. He thought of Leo, the cougar in the stars, and how he would snatch disobedient children in the night. A fable, but one based on some history, he had no doubt. Phox thought it much safer to avoid the area than go looking for some wolf, especially considering the wolves settling nearby. It seemed the Redhawks were starting to get closed in on from multiple sides. He could only hope that neither party would encroach further.

Phox did not think he was the right wolf for the searching job, but he would most certainly keep his eyes peeled. He did know that Raven’s search had eventually cost her the loyalty of the pack, if only temporarily. Seeing as he was only just establishing himself here, he did not want to risk losing his status amongst his family yet again. Rory offered to search, and Phox cast her a surprised look, then redirected his attention back to Niamh, wondering what she might say. Surely she wouldn’t want this teen moseying about where cougars stalked.