Shadewood Happy to be Home

Cry had been moreso aware then any he had been in his entire stay here. Not only was he tasking himself with trying to find Kai, who somehow was still in his mind alive until he found her corpse, he was also stuck trying to find Iskra. She was more ghost than she had been, and he wanted to find the silverfur before she ended up another voice in his head without a face.

So the pair of newcomer wolves were absolutely on his radar. He simply allowed Morgan and @Laroche to do their jobs watching who was in and out of their border. Clearly the two knew of these wolves- Cry had chosen his Keepsmen well. So with glacials on the unaware mocha and cream wolfess in front of her, her chuff was answered from behind her. Emerging from the many pools of shadow within the comforting woods, the Watcher of the Keep made himself present and known. 

“Hello,” he began, baritones making quick work of the shortening distance between them. “Welcome to Shadewood.”