Sleepy Fox Hollow Watch the lasers dancing through smoke on a stage far away

They began to shuffle away toward the canyon, though they didn’t get very far before a sharp voice commandeered their attention. Still clasping the leaf in his mouth, Atreus swiveled his head toward the voice and found a bristling she-wolf.

His brows rose. They were just leaving, couldn’t she see that? It actually struck him as funny, a little snort of laughter muffled by the bundle clenched in his teeth. Atreus bit it back nonetheless, sensing this lady was deadly serious.

His eyes shifted questioningly to Alstroemeria in case she wanted to field the woman’s remarks. She had mentioned paying a visit to learn from this pack’s healer, though Atreus couldn’t help but wonder if that was going to work out well given this open hostility.