Lost Creek Hollow gosling

"this is riverclan, home of healers and peace. your sister is all right." silvertongue put the man's rabbit beneath a shrubbery and fell into step alongside him. "strangers, attacking others outside the border. eshe has been helping to heal. those trouble-makers are gone, but there is still work to be done. she can give you all the story," silvertongue assured, flashing the other a brilliant grin. "it is no bother to travel, but i did not get your name, and who you are to eshe," the sharpfang pressed gently, lightly. "i am silvertongue."