Swiftcurrent Creek la neta

He moved in silence—putting off the moment he would need to ask the silver woman for such a monumental favor. Finally, when they came to the den, he ushered Shardik away with a quiet thank you, excusing the yearling before finally turning to fully regard the she-wolf, though one ear flickered at the sound of soft sleeping in the den—the pups seemingly exhausted these days.

“Their mother is missing,” he began softly, tired eyes focusing back on to the Star of Riverclan. “Did you get our messenger? I sent Jasmine to inform of you of the recent dangers in the valley.”