Swiftcurrent Creek :'(

I'm honoring Rebel's request re: Paar and Durn. I made some other, fairly significant assumptions. If they're not all right, please just let me know and I will be happy to make changes! <3

@Scimitar @Bazi @Trajan @Julius

When Scimitar offered to play with the puppies a while to give Paarthurnax some time to herself, all but one seemed happy to take him up on his offer. For reasons unknown, Durnehviir just would not cooperate; she insisted on clinging to her mother's side. So the Alpha male and the three young brothers left their girls behind, heading to a clearing half a mile away with the promise to return in a few hours with some lunch in hand.

Only, when the party of four arrived back home, something was wrong, very wrong. Relonikiv bumped his head into the back of Scimitar's leg, then peeked around it with a squawk of, "Wha?" He saw the signs of a scuffle: the disturbed earth, the smears of blood, the tufts of fur. He trotted toward one of the latter, sniffed it and sneezed. He looked up at Scimitar as if to ask, What does it mean?

"Mama?" he then queried, holding his head and body low as he crept toward the den's mouth. He poked his little golden head in there but it was empty; neither their mother or sister was in there. Backpedaling, Relonikiv looked at Scimitar again and asked a bit more plaintively, "Whir mama? Whir thithy?" His bewildered, blueish silver gaze then fell to his brothers' faces, waiting for someone, anyone, to provide an explanation.