Lost Creek Hollow one by one, i hear them calling

Ash Paw knows well her dark incarnate husband was not handling this transition well. It was what it was. Crowfeather was left with her children on this day and she went in search of the dark male that had made her an honest woman, at least in the mental capacity.

She greeted him with a soft chuff of a hello and twisted her tail behind her and waited for him to tell her what was bothering him. Eyes tracing over the dark and white fur, the barely leashed energy. She wasn't sure if she could help him. But she'd try. or they'd fight and that may help too, who knows.