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He was not Kavik, and Dawn was not Grezig - so who were they to Pele? They were Отец and Mатушка first and foremost to their own brood who remained untouched by grief, for which the gilded leader was thankful, and so Artyom struggled with how to best support an orphan who could not quite understand the depth of reason as to why her true mother and father would not be returning for her.

Whitebark Stream felt as though it was ssuffocating. With Minnow having vanished, with the disappearance of their healer to flow, with young Surya's absence as he searched, and now with the sudden loss of Kavik and Grezig, a great dark cloud hung over their territory. Artyom watched out over his young family as they played in the grass together, content to hear the laughter of his children which managed to ease some of the immeasurable weight atop his strained shoulders.

A call sounded and, with it, what could only be described as relief. He knew that voice, and gathered swiftly to his paws in eagerness to welcome her home. Some of the cubs, aware that a howl from the edges of their land meant their father would have to take his leave, went to him at once with pleading eyes and eager requests. Unable to find the strength to reject them, he let them tag along.

"Daylily," the leader regarded the young she-wolf with gentle eyes and a watery smile, his tail swishing at his rear as he moved to embrace her with the affection of a friend. "Oh, we've missed you so much."