Bearclaw Valley when the sunlight is arising

He still had no idea what was going on. The adults did not respond to his snarl, and it died in his throat, giving way to a confused frown as he looked from the shadow to the wraith and back again. One spoke more garbled words, before she put a paw around his shoulders and pulled him close.

The boy stiffened, pulling his head away as she drew him towards her, though he made no attempt to escape her grasp. Instead he looked up warily, lifting a lip a little as she inspected him. He looked to the shadow once more as if she would provide an explanation, before looking to the den. Where was brother?