Stone Circle Rage and Grief beset

Faun smiled, the motion tired and tugging at her cheeks.

I’ve given him the best shot I can. The rest is up to him. She tipped her head to the den’s insides.

The man who arrived with me, he’s the boy’s father. He’s requesting to stay until he’s healed. I wish to stay too, after I or someone else inform Crowfeather and Silvertongue of my whereabouts. Then, it occurred to her she had never introduced herself, and she blinked.

Oh! I am Faun, by the way. I didn’t get the chance to say it.