Redhawk Caldera Blues

"I know it is highly unlikely to find the missing child - now that no one saw her vanishing and that so much time has gone, but passing the word around is the least I can do," Wraen said and offered Towhee a grateful smile. The odds were grim, but as long as nothing was clear about the circumstances of the disappearence, it did not feel right to write it all off as a lost cause. 

"Funny, you should call it that way," she referred to the word that her friend had used to call her pack. None of them had settled on a name yet - she and Maia called the place "Enchanted forest" jokingly between themselves, perhaps, but "Brecheliant" was new. She wondered idly, where had Towhee picked this up, because she certainly had not been the one to suggest it. But it did sound good though.

"I am so sorry to hear that," she nodded, sad that the series of unfortunate events had taken place and feeling relieved that the long shadows had not reached her forest corner. "That's great news. Who's the lucky man this year?" she asked.