Hardpoint

*Faite* · 06-19-2017, 12:14 PM

She smiled softly after Zuriel admitted she understood why she hadn't been around a bit more often. It didn't curb Faite's guilt a whole lot, but it helped a lot. Without Fortune around to help her out anymore there was a lot on her shoulders with five pups and a pack to take care of. Of course it seemed as though half the pack was pups, her own brood didn't quite help with that, but they wouldn't be babies forever. Her own were yearlings now, a strange concept for her, and it didn't quite settle right with her. How could they have grown up so fast already? It wouldn't be long before their training really got underway and they took ranks for themselves. Zuriel's children wouldn't be long behind them either.

The mood shifted as Zuriel tried to tell her she was okay. Faite might have believed it if it wasn't for how hard she was trying to keep the smile on her face. Something was obviously bothering her, but what was it. Faite didn't have to pry at all though to get her gray coated sibling to admit what was wrong. She hadn't thought much about the missing scents of Kane and Miach, but now that it was brought to her attention it was glaringly obvious that they weren't around. A frown tugged across her face as she thought about it.

"Are there any scent trails to follow?" She questioned. Even a little hint would be helpful. "We'll find them, I promise."

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