Hideaway Strath All this music must fade.

Well, shit. She just kept on going, and she certainly wasn't looking back to see the two wolves who looked on helplessly at the bottom of the landslide. If Figment hadn't been here, Phox would have barreled after her. He couldn't stand the thought of losing all of his family, though. Why hadn't she told anybody she was going to attempt the climb? It was reckless, dangerous, and just plain selfish of her to do such a thing without any warning at all. Phox emitted an angry growl as she disappeared over the edge.

He would have to call the pack together now and figure out what they were going to do next. Clearly, Asterism Grove was splintering, and there wasn't much he could do about it. With one leader on the outside and another on the inside, they couldn't possibly be united. Already, a plan was forming in his head. If Towhee could make it up and over, so could the rest of them. It wouldn't be easy, but it would be easier if the lot of them worked together.

Once safely on the other side, he would deal with Towhee.

He didn’t give Elfie an audible answer. Instead, he merely let his gaze linger on the younger wolf before turning away toward the center of the grove. He needed to find Figment and let him know what had happened.