Whitebark Stream Whose weapon is his word,

Whatever frustrations lurked behind Célnes' siblings' cool façades, Artyom was blind to them. Instead he chose to focus on the positive: Whitebark had three new sets of eyes to help keep watch, three new friendships that he hoped would come to fit in wonderfully.

He felt content to let them carry on their way, figuring they would be keen to settle after all they'd been through. One of them, however, seemed eager to slip away for a time to gather her nearby cache, and the gilded Alpha regarded her kindly despite the reminder of a very real threat that lurked beyond their home. "Of course," he said, finding it rather odd that she asked to go, "but please be careful. There is a wolfdog who assaulted my mate not far from here, and has provoked our neighbours." Artyom looked forward his steel-furred comrade to suggest: "perhaps @Germanicus could accompany you?"