Lost Creek Hollow i came looking for you

Laurel didn't like to be compared to her parents. She didn't like it at all. If it were any other wolf than Indra she would have shouted at them, maybe struck out at them in anger. The fur in her neck pricked up which was an indication of her irritation but other than that she looked calm -- almost eerily so, a calm before the storm -- as Indra said what she did. How dare she. How dare she think that Laurel'd do that to her own child.

"That's not what I'm saying at all," Laurel said, her voice impatient and laced with frustration. "We'd be returning here, duh. Or we could take them, but you tell me which is more dangerous in winter time." There was a snippy tone there, as obviously her question was rhetorical: Taking them wasn't a real option, or at least not one that she thought the pups would stand a chance surviving. Heck, Laurel wasn't even too sure she and Indra'd survive outside, but she just had to get out of here, and she just had to find Lucas and Piper back.