Whitebark Stream samna ⧏

The children had been returned safely, then. To this, Foxfur breathed a sigh of relief. Through no help of his own, they had returned to their clan and were accounted for. The warrior did not have to keep them in his mind, then. He could focus on the reason he was truly there.

Kukutux spoke to him of a deep sleep, one aided by medicines. Foxfur thought of the medicine wolves of his home. It was only the elderly who saw the use of sleeping aids, and the clan leader when they would commune with the stars. It was almost funny that the warrior should look so worn that he might need the aid of herbs to send him into a deep slumber.

Moonwoman, I cannot remain for long. I believe I have found where the princeling of my people is being… kept. They were not kind enough to let me see him, but I cannot simply turn away. I must wait on the edge of their territory until I can find him and speak to him.

There was worry on his face. He feared she would cast him from her people and be done. What good was he to Moonglow, anyway?