Silver Moraine Dark clouds, dark skies, bad weather

as Redd departs, Glaukos moves with her, only to slip, fall, and probably further aggravate his injury.

no, she says firmly, standing before him. her teeth aren't bared, but she does flash him her sternest countenance, daring him to move again. you're hurhh'. we're helpin' you.

god, she hopes Ashlar gets here quickly. even down for the count, her old packmate is much larger than she is, and she doubts she could stop him if he decides to really book it.

instead, she tries to distract him (if possible). whahh' happenedh? Avicus asks.