Redsand Canyon I don't know where

Arlette's lips curled into a soft smile when Kynareth showed his concern for her. If you would have told her when she joined the Saints that Kynareth would be concerned for her she wouldn't have believed it. It was sweet for him to care. Arlette had noticed that shift more clearly when he had become a father. It was cute.

"Now, Kyna...," she started. "I'm pretty sure every wolf will run away when they smell the Saints on me," she reminded him. Though she wasn't stupid, she knew a few wolves that wouldn't run and would try and grab her. "I'm not defenseless anymore, Derg trained me. Plus no one touches my children when I don't want to," she reminded him.

"But thank you for your concern," she offered. It helped soothe the little anger she had left for him. "Thyme can't travel far anyhow, so I will probably just go down the mountain and back. Just so we feel like we can help in away."