Moonspear witches brew

His response provided a good deal of relief. Likely there were no memories missing where he was concerned then. The knot in her stomach relaxed as she returned Arrluk’s snuffled greetings, reacquainting herself with his familiar scent made stronger by the pattering rainfall.

He mentioned the difficulties he’d faced, albeit in vague terms, and said things were on an upswing. Tiuttuk threw him a concerned glance laced with empathy. Oh, she understood. They really had fallen on hard times, though now things were tentatively looking hopeful again. She would have to bring him up to speed on Dawnspear.

But: Wait, Pie said, expression brightening, pups? Tell me all about them!

Wyvern shook her head rapidly, the movement causing her talons to pinch slightly at Pie’s shoulder. The she-wolf barely noticed, too busy shooting an anticipatory look Arrluk’s way.