Herbalists' Cache When choices end, you must defend

Arric stared at the male, and the guard hairs on his neck rose at the look he was given. Who was this male who took everything he said so personally. What was it with wolves lately. Just going around hating people just cause they could, when he had done nothing. He had to take a deep breath and it was in that moment that he just wanted to run and hide. His meditation. He needed to make more time for it.

The way the other spoke, he didn't sound like he wanted to find her. He sounded wooden. Maybe your sister doesn't want to be found.

ALl he could think was  If I were her and I heard that tone of voice. I'd not want to be found.

Arric wasn't sure why he was pushing the envelope, but he was sick of wolves who acted like they were better than anyone else, wolves that hated others.

How did this wolf not know his sister could take care of herself, if she hadn't been found and her dead body hadn't been found. Then he felt it was safe to say that she was taking care of herself just fine.

 We don't have any wolves like that in our pack. However, our allies Kvarsheim and Riverclan might.

He motioned with his nose towards both places.