Moonspear Wind Blows Hard, but it doesn't matter

Alaric knew that Tiuttuk wasn't far, she never was. But her absence from borders and the center of the packlands was telling and it made him slightly ill.

There wasn't much left of the former mountain home. And even less in the lower mountains. He wondered briefly if the moon packs would make it.

He was surprised from his reverie by a touch to his shoulder and then chin. He made a soft sound of greeting. But let Tiuttuk set the pace for their conversation. He didn't wish to upset her. Allow her thoughts time to form.

A soft noise. That was not what he expected. He shook his head. Unfortunately not. I came to the teekon was not born here. And your Ana and I were always just friends.