Two Rivers Isle i wanna live, cowpoke

Sadey watched as big fat raindrops fell upon her head and the nearby area. She tilted her head, pink tongue darting out to catch one. Reminiscent of when she was a child and not as world worn.

She had thought the  mother of this pack had a hard time of the birthing of her children. She and her husband agreed to travel back and forth, but they would no longer live around here. Her body broken from the birth of little ones.

Sadey frowned in thought. Tongue darting out to trace along muzzle and nose. She took a breath. Finally able to breathe without pain.

I'm fine with escorting her somewhere. Perhaps i'm getting soft in my years, but I don't much want to turn those babes bad like us. They have peaceful parents and it seems a disservice. But they also should learn how the world is.