Fox's Glade and who shall wear the starry crown?

Truth be told, it was concerning, the news of a scent having yet to be found. He worried about the child, although he did not know him personally, and wished him a safe return home. He was disappointed that he could not be of more use, that he could not travel the wilds in search of the boy, but he would still do his part to try and reunite the young family.

The concern felt was not voiced more than what he already said, nor was it questioned further. She spoke of her exhaustion instead, to which he answered, “Yes, it is safe.” Foxes lurked within the territory but, from what he observed, rarely did they try to instigate anything with the local wolves. “I will keep watch while you rest,” he told her, leaving no room for discussion; this was not something he was willing to negotiate. Kove had left her on her own once already, he was not about to do it again. Besides, he would feel better knowing that they were being watched over whilst resting, given the unfamiliarity of the area.