Duck Lake can you see the endless battles that plague us?

"Hello. I am Saber, Saber FrostFur. I do hope you've prepared yourself for this journey, friend." Raz dipped his head respectfully to the tawny male. "I'm Raziel, Raziel Aequorbein. But you can call me Raz." Usually, the Roman would say he was an Angelus Mortis, because that usually explained the trademark glint in his eye, but he had to be careful around Swiftcurrent Creek wolves. They might know Shadow's last name, and with that, he might be homeless.

Sniffing the scent trail, he began following it, twisting his head back to look at Saber, he called, "Shall we go? The scent trail might vanish soon," Perhaps it was not in his place to ask a higher rank to hurry, but a packmate might be in danger, and their first priority was to get her safely back, if she was in danger of course.