Swiftcurrent Creek played-a-live

She appreciated Viinturuth’s reassurances, though the smile that flickered across her face quickly disappeared like a candle in the wind. And before Druid could think of what to say, the wolf who must be Akavir appeared with a gruff question on his lips.

She looked to Viinturuth to let him answer and offer introductions, head dipping in respect and eyes averting even as she snatched little glances at the new arrival. He and his brother couldn’t possibly look more different. It made her wonder if they were adopted, like she and Heda.