Emberwood We'll go to a place that is safe from greed, anger, and boredom

He hadn't expected the shared words to bring teats to her but he only became aware of them as wetness accumulated upon his fur and skin--the burying of her muzzle  closer to him offering the final insight to a man so oblivious to the pain she felt.

He held her a moment, at a loss for words. And then: She's been a close hearted secret, Reverie he murmured against her ear. For her protection. But when Moss and her were discovered... a man from Kvarsheim attacked Mae and two other pack mates... It was...

He trailed off... How best to describe it? A cluster fuck. With injuries. And broken alliances.

The fall of the valley alliances. Of broken trust.