Noctisardor Bypass let slip the dogs of war

It was the hour in-between, that time of day when afternoon slipped into the shadows of evening. Crëyr had went hunting to take her mind off things, and had successfully pursued a hare, its meat big and juicy enough to be shared with somebody.

She was heading back towards the lake inside of Quisque Silvarum. Perhaps there would be enough time for a little dip in the bed of water. After all, water calmed her nerves. She'd lived beside water almost her entire life, having daily splashing and later on— swimming lessons with her sister, a fond memory at the back of her mind that was yet to fully resurface.

It wasn't long did she enter her territory did she hear two howls ring through the air. One again for Flash, the other for hers. It was the Alpha's unmistakable song, his tone holding a note of sadness tinged with urgency. Crëyr immediately started towards where she had heard the howl come from.

She stopped in front of Shadow (who now looked remarkably better), immediately lowering herself into an appropriate posture of submission, the memory of the Alpha with his head on her shoulder and the words tumbling out of his mouth in a frantic manner clear in her mind. His voice came again, undisrupted in her brain. The words had echoed over and over, and there was nothing the Welsh girl could do to get rid of them.

"Aye, Shadow," She said softly, her tone one of slight concern.