Blacktail Deer Plateau Tomorrow's not ours to share

Hawkeye stayed quiet, watching the river below. Her eyes rested on the rushing waters, made white from quick movement due to all of the rainfall lately. Soon, it would turn to snow. And soon, Pied would be gone.

The black wolf simply nodded at the female's words. Leto had gone, left without a word, and Pied had stepped up, even if Hawkeye was too stubborn to see that her friend did not desire a leadership position. Now her right hand wolf was leaving. Hawkeye had told her to go if needed, but she expected Pied to return with her suitor -- not have him take her away. Maybe Hawkeye had taken it for granted that Pied would always be there, but now she was leaving her and the pack.