Golden Glade cymydog

Stay and look after camp, she told Siani, before departing to scout. Hopefully, the others will come soon.

She was losing faith in the prospect, though. How could they be so behind? In the dead of winter, the two Mynydd women would not hack it on their own; they needed allies, at the very least. And in her exploration, she had found traces of another claim to their southeast.

Madhu stopped there now, dipping her muzzle down to take in the scents. A few, at least. Pushing down the uneasy feeling in her gut, she rose again and howled for their leader. 

Neighbors, perhaps allies. . .or even the means for survival, if it came to that.

@Mictec but AW