Qeya River Shadowblight

Shadowpaw waited.

And waited.

And waited.

Had they moved again? Shadowpaw’s ear flicked and her lips pursed in thought. Maybe the river wolves had gone on their own search of Silvertongue…

The voice of another, from outside the old boundary, popped her thought bubble.

It was not a face she recognized. He looked to live the life of an outrider, like a lawless cowboy of the taiga... but his demeanor was reminiscent of a cat's.

Shadowpaw grimmaced. She didn’t have any more time to waste on interloping loners. But… maybe this one knew things.

“Saatsine? Never heard the name,” she replied. “I’m looking for the wolves of Qeya River. I need to speak with their leader, Ash Star. Do you know this land? The Taiga? Have you seen them?” she asked flatly, as if to not reveal her heart’s weakness.