When One Door Closes, Surely Another Will Open

He had been under admonishments to rest, but that wouldn’t stop him from completing his duties as both a leader and a member of his family. Acapella had fought, and fought valiantly, and she had paid a great price. As a wolf whose life was hunting, he knew she would be beyond dispirited by the loss of her vision at the paws of the Talisian male she and Marina had gone up against.

So, it was on a warm day that he lay in the open area outside the mouth of the cave, soaking up the summer rays that he tilted his head back and called for his cousin. Paladin hadn’t let her leave the main family den, so the howl was quiet, with no need for the far traveling volume he might have used otherwise.

His own scent trail was thick just outside her alcove, a fresh trail leading outside, easy to follow. He’d laid it, already intending to speak with her. Paladin would help guide her if she needed it.