Whitebark Stream To return from the ashes you call

"We will be fine," he echoed Dawn, and lifted his dark eyes to seek her lovely features. Artyom didn't like what he found in the gleam of her bronze gaze: frustration, worry, stress. He glanced away from her, keen not to fuel such emotion in his mate by the discomfort of his stare.

He turned to lead them deeper into Whitebark territory, unable to keep himself glancing toward the space where young Minnow had hidden herself away to spy on her father's return. Artyom was eager to go to her and provide the comfort he felt she deserved, but perhaps her whirlwind disappearance meant she would rather be by herself.