Qeya River D for effort

Maybe someone from Riverclan? but open to all :)

As a dog might sense an earthquake, Gavrel was not oblivious to the seismic shifts in atmosphere. First, the encounter with the silver woman, and her cadre of asylum-seekers. Then, the call at the border -- which had meant little to him, but had seen the rest of the pack tensed and uncertain.

The Rise was riddled with histories. He, an interloper, could only draw brittle, inaccurate conclusions from what evidence there was.

He recalled the burnt heart of the forest, its hidden layer of ash. It was a chronology he could touch and rub between his fingers, but remained fundamentally unknown to him.

What had Silvertongue meant by witches? And if his divination of that contentious word were true, what could it mean for the Rise?

He trusted Redd's judgement above all, but doubt was not what drove him towards the river. In fact, it was quite the opposite.