Heralds of Spring [Pack Meeting]

Gwen trotted along the birder, her head high but relaxed and her gait loose. She was enjoying her patrol despite the lingering snows, with the knowledge that spring had finally come and the sun's rays would soon melt away the last stubborn bits. She had even taken the time to lay out more rocks along the border as she patrolled it, which was a far less onerous task than it had been in the dead of winter. Regulus' call caught her attention and drew her away from the border. Faint concern touched her, though her pleasant features betrayed none of it. Last meeting, the first she had been part of since joining, he had revealed that several pack members including children had gone missing, and none of the search parties had managed to find the pup before the hard snows and killing cold had settled in. She, who had never and could never have children, felt the loss keenly for the two grieving parents. She could not imagine what it would have felt like if she and Lanse had managed to bear children, only for one to be taken from them so young. She wasted no time before joining the rest of the pack to wait for Regulus' words.