Quiet Times

All was quiet. Was this a good thing? Vali didn't really know, anymore. The pack's size had dwindled to half it's numbers, half the pack abandoning Bass the moment it was announced that he'd be gone for a bit before returning. Hell, even his closest friends abandoned him. Even now, that still made the woman angry, although it made her... sad, too. The pack lands were so quiet, there was little to know joy, there was almost no one to train anyone. Did they even have a fighter anymore? They had Lark. That was it. Hunting, Brandr. That was it. They had two messengers. They ended up with three healers, somehow, though. At least they had one of everything? She supposed it could be worse, but she knew that the time for Storm's pups, the two left, to train had come, and she barely had the wolves to train. Of course... would she want to fix that herself, or leave Sparrow to do it? If Sparrow still even wanted the pack.

With a sigh, she wandered around - maybe one would be looking for companionship?