Swiftcurrent Creek let the rain wash away the pain

"Even if that is the case, we should prepare. Warn the others." Kaskara couldn't imagine a worse time for this to happen. With the coming of winter, the return of a decidedly weak Bazi, and their failed hunts piling up week after week, Kaskara knew that their pack was beginning to weaken. They still had strength in numbers, but their lack of food would soon take its toll on them. Perhaps that's what was staying Shadow's paws. The pause between them was not long, but it was heavy.

The weight of the world was settled on Scimitar's shoulders, and in an instant, with a few words, half of it shifted to her. Beta? She coughed, not expecting that type of responsibility at all. Scim had let her do her scouting thing, had let her wander all over kingdom come for these past months, and now she had to repay his patience with her support. "I had never excepted to take on the role of leadership, not after growing up under my father." Kas sighed, her gaze flicking upward to meet her brother's eyes, so like their mother's. "But this is not Dal Riata, and you are not anything like Gladius."

She stepped forward and pressed her nose against his cheek, lending her physical confirmation to back up her words. "I would be glad to be your second, brother."