Swiftcurrent Creek Sans sang

Sobeille had always been disobedient- but to be on trial for an attempt at murdering another young girl? It didn’t seem right. She didn’t know what “cowboy justice” was, or what it might mean, but she swallowed hard, and hoped that Akavir wouldn’t pursue her. 

She blinked in surprise when her mother touched her brow, and shuddered as her paw trailed down between her shoulderblades where the muscles were sore from general Mom duties with the kids. She smiled, though, but her smile was deciduous. Worry was there in her mother’s face.

She be worried, She said, and felt her mother’s paw flex, so the dull ends of her claws sifted through plush fur. About….me? But- oh. She made a guess. She be….worried dat wid Sobeille gone, dat I might….But you would not punish me for what Sobeille ‘as done, would you? She asked, her eyes widening. I need to know my children be safe, and she understood then, that Chacal had come to do the same.