Whitefish River Lost in reverie until I saw her fading silhouette.

"Sorry - no - I have not seen him," Dwin shook her head, looking sympathetically at Towhee. Not because she was too worried about the lost kid, rather that this lady in her advanced age had not learned the simple fact that chasing after lost children was fruitless. Either they showed up themselves eventually or they did not. And if the latter - well, what would have been the point of searching for him or her in the first place. 

"But I will tell my pack members to keep an eye out for them," she offered, because that was the polite thing to do. Not that it would be useful in any way. 

Last one from me. You can fade out in your next post. But I would love to meet them again. Me thinks they are more similar to each other than they realize.