Noctisardor Bypass What would I ever do with a rose?

Wait until she comes back, Druid said simply, wondering if she’d missed something. I don’t think they’re in any hurry to confront him. They want to make sure they’re prepared first. Although they won’t wait around forever. They want justice for Mae.

Someone started crying. Druid immediately turned her attention to the pups. She was on her feet and moving toward them without another word to Anselm. While she had a no-nonsense approach to these things, she was attentive in her examination of a hurting paw and quick to offer a nudge of comfort and reassurance.

She blinked at Anselm over a fuzzy forehead but did not move back toward him. Instead, she motioned the upset Butternut toward a nearby puddle to explain how soaking a sore foot in cold water could remedy the ache.