Blacktail Deer Plateau she put a hex on you

Blue Willow sat staring silently off into space. Atticus was gone, had been missing for a few days now. She wanted to find him, but truth of the matter was she didn't have the time. Winter was coming quickly and the pack was still in such chaotic upheaval that she wasn't sure if she could leave for a few days to hunt him down. Their ranks were thinning and those here, they deserved her attentions and her expertise.

Really he was an adult, she knew this, and yea he had some brain issues, but the simple fact of the matter was that he still had most or all of his faculties. So he could leave if he had a mind too, and clearly he had. She just worried that he was off spacy and distant somewhere where there was no one to care for him. It dug into her heart like a knife and if she could see her insides there would probably be blood. She sighed and bowed her large head and wanted to cry. First Peregrine had left her, and now Atticus too. She would probably have to make a trip to the Caldera.