Northstar Vale i'm failing upwards again

There was a call to the borders—Reyson left to answer the call, and Meadow had watched him go, a pull of worry on her features at the note of desperation in the call. Still, she busied herself with the kids, her eyes stealing back to where her husband had disappeared every so often, as if soon he would return.

But then his own call for her came, and she felt a tightening in her chest. She considered— and then called softly for @Ike, who was rather adept at child care. When the young wolf arrived, she offered her gratitude, and with a quick lope, she was on her way to the sound of Reyson’s call.

She had to stop, gathering various herbs and medicines for more common ailments, packing them to the small skin in which she toted for moments like this. Why else would Reyson call for her, unless someone needed help?

It would take her awhile, but eventually she would come to the borders, eyes studying both men with apprehension in her honeyed eyes.