Deepwood Weald Shinin' down on me

The upset child had explained that he had been separated from his mother. She felt bad for the young child, who was no more than a few months old, she guessed. The fact that his mother had not returned worried Raindrop. Was he abandoned or merely sperarted?

She moved closer to him, and gently nuzzled him, licking the tears from his precious face. “It’s alright. We’ll do our best to make sure you’re safe first.” “Then we can try and find your mother.” Her voice kind as she reassured him. “My pack lives close by; would you like to come with us until we find your mother?”

It wasn’t safe for such a young pup to be out here in the wilds, much less alone.