Herbalists' Cache antistékomai

The shriek moved both Peridot and her brother faster and faster, both lungs burning with the effort. 

They had been following Foxglove’s scent, essentially  using her as hunting practice on the behest of Peridot, herself. She had been dying to play with her cousins since joining the pack and now that they were older and less fragile, she took every opportunity she could!

They skidded to a halt, both panting before gasping at the fallen form of their Uncle. Carnelian was first to the male’s side, opposite of their cousin, Peridot to Foxglove’s, her gentle shushing drowned out by the emotional upset pouring from the little girl.

“Shh…Foxglove. Shhh. What happened?” Her vert gaze watching her Uncle, watchful. Waiting.