Swiftcurrent Creek Sound the bugle now, play it just for me

This Sandulf and his presence here felt like a warm towel upon her shoulders; protection from a burling thunderstorm. He is kind and he speaks to her politely, something that had felt so scarce; I wish there was, pal, you could bring my girlfriend back. it hasn't been easy here, these past few-- this past while. Your kindness is appreciated more than you know.
Teeth grit and grind inside her mouth, a sigh forming from her lips. How's Riverclan been holding up? Without her? After... y'know, everything. did he even know?