Whitebark Stream Whose brow is laid in thorn,

fréobearn didn’t like keeping things from her family, particularly her siblings, but she knew that telling either of them about @Whitney wouldn’t bode well. @Kendrick was still missing (to her knowledge), which left her no other option but to keep the heavy truth to herself. it was something she often discussed with the high elk, if only to soothe her own anxieties.

she spent the early afternoon offering small bounties to their god and any guardians which might linger nearby, then left her makeshift altar to find either of the other déorwine wolves.

célnes, fréo called out, you’re healing nicely. had she gone to see the laypeople’s nurse? fréobearn’s brow wrinkled at the thought, but she decided to keep that worry to herself.