Sun Mote Copse One breath, it'll just break it

Skairipa was moving slowly, and while Kiwi's optimism in her own abilities was neverending, her patience with recruiting was reaching a rather low level.  @Yami and @Katora were true, but Revui had disappeared into the wind (maybe?) and she wsa once again back to a pack of three.  Three wouldn't do, no matter how strong they might be.  She was tempted, impatient, to try anyway.

But before that, before anything, it was time to check in on things back where she'd left them.  She'd told her two where she was going, and whether they had followed or not was up to them.  She hadn't told her mother what she planned upon leaving, hypocritically wanting to surprise her instead.  Imagine, her daughter, queen of the cliffs?  She'd be so proud.  Kiwi's tail and head lifted as she jauntily made her way through the forests that bordered the glade, confidently passing the border without even bothering to pause.

Wait.... what?

She paused, taking a deep breath, and her fur began to lift as anger thrummed.  Colt?  Where was her mother?  There was not a trace of the woman on the border, only the old man's marks alongside others familiar to her.  Oh, fuck no.  She lifted her head and howled, the tone aggressive and taught with a thick thread of rage.  She needed an answer, now.