Whitefish River Small Death

Bears. That makes sense. Although leaves Evergreen concerned for why they had… died, even if Tobias suspects it may be natural. The last thing the pack needs is to end up making their base in a dangerous area. His ears twitch, and he laughs at the storyteller’s joke—his own voice joining in the echoes of the cave. “Yeah, maybe. Never knew them.” Whoops? Too Soon? Perhaps. But at least it sobers him. Tobias is right though, no danger seems to be had… Eve nods in agreement, relaxing his shoulders just a touch. “I’m ready to see the sun again… What about you?” Eve grins.