Phoenix Maplewood krasha

The howl found Druid where she sat beside Silverstream. Her catch so far consisted of a single fish, which she’d already eaten. The sharp little bones were scattered around her as her mismatched eyes scanned the waters for more opportunities.

Her backbone straightened when Heda’s voice summoned her. Quickly, she rose onto her feet and abandoned her fishing post to heed her sister’s call. Not only did she miss her, she worried about her.

Sometime later, a slightly breathless Druid found her fellow Mäher in the neighboring woods and asked, Heda, what is it?