Swiftcurrent Creek Within the sound of silence

Arric grinned and motioned to the golden wolf at their borders. This is Tybault. He's looking for his sister. Since you know most of the wolves at Kvarsheim. I figured you could talk to him, and then if you can't figure out who his sister is. We can talk to Akavir about Riverclan.

Arric shifted and settled to his haunches. Lestan and Tybault could talk now. He dug black paws into the dirt, smoothing it out.