Hoshor Plains Now someone is gonna tell me what the hell is goin' on here!

“Constable, I apologize.” He dipped his head once more in acknowledgement, before continuing to answer her questions.

Shaking his head softly, “No, not during the Quakes. Thank god. After the move to the plains, I decided I should return to our family.” He indicated Speedy and himself with the slight flick of his head. “I wanted to let them know what had happened, and…” Emrik cleared his throat softly, “And leave on a more permanent basis. After the Quakes I knew this is where I wanted to be, here with Kaistleoki.” For Kaistleoki was Speedy’s home, and that was where he wanted to be, always.

“I left and came back as fast as I could.” The distance was a large one, where the seasons and climate changed with every passing day. He was still weary from travelling, his paws ached, and his sides had slimed. But he was happy to finally be home.

He hadn’t stayed long enough to discovery every injury that might have come from the earth shaking. Looking at Ira and her leg, guilt settled in his stomach. He was sure there was a lot to do, and new that just as before he would try his best to provide for everyone within the pack.