Whitebark Stream honey and the moon

She was waiting for the ladies response when the squeaky calls of a pup rang out- Aphrodite was mildly alarmed at the pups presence, and she discreetly placed her forepaws in front of him, tucking him securely against her belly. 
"You're a little young for border patrol, little one." She chided gently before turning her attention to the newcomer.
"We're a small group, but we make do. I would love to have another healer, my daughter, Melody, was supposed to be....but..." The truth was Melody was missing. Her scent faded, and Aphrodite feared the worst- that the poor girl was wandering aimlessly, or worse, had killed herself.