Hushed Willows unruhestifter

for @Lumiya, but AW to SC. please let @Wylla post first :D

up from the pinewood where he had found his herbs, mahler had caught scent of a packline along a ridge leading back into the northwestern portion of the mountain range. though hesitant, he returned with word to wylla, along with his feeling that sagtannet in its vulnerability be appraised of who was near.
since the meadow he had not scented another pack; surely they were there, along with those who might mean them harm. but thus far, they had kept their peace. and so the charcoal guardian and the pretty ironstar followed the pathways into a spread of grasses not far from well-marked willows. he recalled this place; he had been asked here as midwife. what sort of wolves had claimed the sanctified and ethereal place? a glance exchanged; then the gargoyle tilt back his head, and called into the misted air for an audience.