Swiftcurrent Creek i'm not much a poet but a criminal

Arric lifted his head. And met his friends gaze.

Here's where were at yea. The witch is gone. So is Reverie, Lestan and Blossom. As hard as it is to swallow they are no longer our responsibility. Nor is anything to do with them.

Arric shifted blue eyes bright as he continued. we have one maybe two pregnant females. Only ones can hunt right now. You and me. Three little ones that need us and a wounded warrior who also needs us. As heavy as it is to admit. The witch isnt our problem right now. She gets away unfortunately its how it works. We don't have the wolf power or the time to chase her to the ocean. We need to build caches now so when winter arrives we dont starve and fresze our asses off.