Swiftcurrent Creek our dead and missing · pack summons

Exit Scim once Bazi goes.

Orders were given, and Scimitar gave a brief nod of his muzzle in silent acceptance to this, contented to stay at the side of the ivory she-wolf. Tuwawi had vented her frustration but had offered nothing in turn, though the cinnamon male watched her go with a sharp inhale at the thought of the cubs.

His tail gave an idle flick, watching the others group together before parting ways to fulfill the tasks assigned. Only waiting for her to lead the way did the cinnamon male follow suit, trailing after her with concern etched upon his brows as his thoughts shimmied from one possibility to the next. Fox had left them in the mess she created. Fox had been taken. Fox was sick. Fox was dead. The possibilities were endless.. and they would not be interpreted any better over the next few hours.