Changes in the Tide

Motif would watch anxiously as her daughter howled, finding herself in need of some of her brothers guidance – not as a pack leader, but as the brother she loved. Vail would be the first to arrive and Motif moved forward to kiss her girl's cheek “It's alright, he hasn't changed” she promised him, which was both a positive and a negative, he hadn't gotten worse in the few hours Vail had been gone, but nor had he gotten better.

“Bass” Motif said gracefully, moving to the exit of the den so she could speak to him, through she went no further. She could understand his feelings, even if it had proved so far that no one else was catching whatever ailed Shai. She had been exposed the longest, and still she felt fit and well. Shaye had been in contact, and most recently, she had allowed Vail to return to her fathers side, and she also showed no sign of what ailed their Shai. “Shaye had a suggestion – To return Shai to his homeland, a warmer climate, and perhaps a shaman there can help him. Nothing we have tried here is getting him any better. And if..” she cast a look back at the den, lowering her voice and trying to keep the two girls from hearing “If he doesn't get better, I think he would be happier in his homeland” she said softly, her wide eyes searching his, as through Bass might hold all the answers.