Moonspear Brother brother

Before he could respond, a question came from behind. The man who had previously resided in the sick den came—a welcome sight to Argent, for it meant the hunter was in better health and spirit. With a light tip of his muzzle in welcome acknowledgement of the pale-hued man—Argent would offer him insight. “This is Alaric’s sister, Amalia. She seeks him for herbs.”

His eyes fell upon the duck slung over hefty shoulders of his comrade, and he felt an easy grin pulling at his lips. “Nice catch.”

And then to their visitor, who’s ripening scent was potentially the reason Chakliux had taken an interest in the borders in the first place… “One of us can take you to him, if you wish. Or we can call for him and wait here.”