Swiftcurrent Creek knows best

He could see her wish to help—she wore it plainly upon her facade, and he felt lighter in the relief that perhaps not every wolf coming their way was persistent with trouble. “We do,” he noted, using his words carefully as he shifted his weight. Another sway of his muzzle was given  to indicate the horrors that had endured the last few days was given, though, followed with: “But it’s not safe here. They weren’t the type of wolves to take a beating and not try again.” And, she should know… “We also kept one of theirs behind with us. A young girl… they seemed to be coaching her. She’s in a bad state right now.”