Totoka River of course they were saints, but only by a hair

he glanced toward the willow, eyes limpid with sorrow. as do i. he did not pretend that his level of grief was akin to that of his alpha pair; peregrine was her father, and blue willow had been a maternal figure to the girl, but his heart was torn for them all the same.

setting his eyes forward, he spotted a pile of driftwood some feet up the beach and trotted forth for inspection. however, he did not deem it suitable; it seemed dangerous to place one's body beneath the heavy, stone-turned logs, and he turned away from it.

gesturing to blue willow, the delta then made for a scant body of trees standing reedily in the sand, wondering if they would provide shelter enough for two wolves.

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