Northstar Vale My sun becomes your moon

A fond smile crossed her lips, tail wagging a beat upon the earth, as the story unfolded. It was not hard for the healer to believe. She had offered the Redfern a position on the Plateau almost as soon as they met - charmed by the silver's friendly and warm disposition, thoroughly impressed by her hunting skills, and completely unaware of the lifelong friend she would find in the bird. 

Another part of her knew this was not the whole of the tale - even if Mahler might believe it so. Ruenna had been just as devastated by Kavik's betrayal and utter indifference as she had; it wasn't the coyotes that ruined what remained of their pack but the wayward Tonrar. Idly, Liri wondered if the Redfern had told anyone but her about her defection before disregarding the thought. It wasn't as if she would enlighten Diaspora anyhow - it wasn't her place nor was it necessarily important. 

"Where the foxes roam?" She asked with a curious tilt of her head for there were many hollows where herbs grew.