Meadowlark Prairie Long journey home

Spruce looked at Moonshadow with worry. “I’m sorry. It’s just always been my job to protect the people that I love and care about.” Spruce whispered over to her.

He looked back over to Ishara. “My deepest apologies, I meant no dishonor to either of you. My name is Spruce Pinebreeze, son of Alder Pinebreeze. Please, if there is anything that I can do to help you or your pack out, it would be my honor to help you.” Spruce tried to keep his stern look, but couldn’t help but feel guilty.