Bearclaw Valley catamount

Xan. Had the white-furred man introduced himself before? Larus couldn't remember. He'd had a bad attitude, but it wasn't unwarranted since Larus had been caught loitering within the valley. At that time Xan had been alone though. Maybe he'd mellowed out since forming his little pack?

Larus did not want to overstay his welcome here, even if his company was pleasant this time around. If what Laurel said was true and her sister had been attacked, that was some important information to relay back to Easthollow; Larus wasn't going to let anything bad happen to his new family — or his new friend who lived so close. Sorry, uh, he blurted as he broke a moment of uneven silence, Can you tell me anything about what happened? With your sister I mean. Anything about the attacker I can relay back to Valette — um, my alpha.

If there was something Larus could do to keep everyone safe, he would do it. He had half a mind to inquire about forming a roaming band between the two packs - a faction of warriors perhaps - to seek and destroy the assailant. This was a foolish notion though, something he thought of on the spot that wasn't entirely appropriate.