Hideaway Strath Nearly lost

Gonna skip Dove bc she's inactive

Hemlocke didn't look very happy with Derg returning alone.
He probably wanted to see Leigh and Kynareth. But he just got the Overseer who had hunted him down that first day in the canyon.
Well, it was his fault.

He stood beside Arlette, glad she didn't chastise him and surveyed the group gathered.
Whist spoke of poisons and...horror really. When she'd finished with a shaky breath, he raised a brow. An asset to the Saints. She was either nervous or shaken from remembering all that. 
"Morbid talk," he murmured with a wry smile. Something they should all know about, but something that Zsuzsa might not take to well to.
"But let this all be a lesson to you all. Don't pick up random food, only from out caches, and even then make sure it hasn't been tampered."
He addressed them as a leader should. He was the Overseer, these things were his job.
"I'm sure the others will arrive soon if they haven't found their own shelter."

He tilted his head to Arlette, touching his nose to her briefly before pushing out his forepaws to rest.
There was a deep anxiety in the room, but he hoped he could get them to loosen up and breathe for a bit.