Jade Fern Grove the sun hasn't died

Bazi had not fared well. Physically, she was fine. Mentally.. She had checked out. He worried for her -- brushing his muzzle to her every so often. His attention was mainly focused on the pups however, and the exchanged glances he made with his sister shared his worry.

When the ivory queen finally spoke, he paused, glancing at her. She seemed unimpressed, and he held back a response that would be misconstrued as sarcasm. His heart ached. "We'll go wherever you want to go, Bazi," he assured, his eyes sweeping to their family. "But our allies are near, and the pups are tired. We can at least rest here."