Herbalists' Cache mask off

War. And despite all her months of training to raid the villages and learning to be the feral to the domesticated, she had not known it. But had it not always been overhead?

There's something darker than the night over their heads. It brought goosebumps up her skin. Was Star Eater recovered enough to move far?

Time was ticking then. For all of them.

"I see."

Turning to the outside, she took in a moment of appreciation that it was not yet blood in the air. But how long would that be?

Swiveling attention back to Star Eater, her nose nudged the air at the direction of the pups. "Do you have an idea of where must we move them to? Anywhere that can be scouted by those you trust" Surely nowhere near. They would need to be slow enough to give them time, and not overexpose them for the elements. The cubs of Zharille crossed her memory.