Noctisardor Bypass To the meaning of life

She had expected he'd stop. Arbiter had seen him coming, after all. And then it seemed like he wasn't. Her own steps hitched slightly about the time as he came to a sudden halt. She, too, stopped, one paw off the ground for a moment before she sat it down on the earth again.

Arbiter hadn't been told of Gannet's departure, as far as could be told. And though his scent had started to fade, there were so many in her pack that scouted, she felt like, that it didn't seem too unusual any more. It was something she needed to fix. She'd need them some of them to stay closer to home. But something to see about fixing over time. Either way, she wasn't blind, as cold as she could be, she was fairly sure something was wrong. Arbiter's head tilted, curious, Ashlar? She was not perplexed of his existence, as obviously Terance had welcomed him and Gannet in and her own son had met him... More was the issue was that if something was afflicting those in her pack, it was something that needed to be sorted out -- that was what she was asking.