Let The Wind Eavesdrop

Gossamer eyed the wrinkled, half-yellow leaf she had sitting in a jar. It had been carefully collected by Ásta from an infected tree and with extreme care Gossamer had managed to add a few drops of her elixer onto the leaf and now it was time to wait. It was occurring to her how much easier this would be with a companion with opposable thumbs. Perhaps it was best she stick to fighting after all? Speaking of which, it was time to patrol. Word had been given that the market was closed and so Gossamer assumed the other packs would keep to themselves but that was never a guarantee. And what of the other predators? What if an infected bear or some creature were to cross the border?  No, border patrol needed to continue.

Gossamer doned her armor and weaponry and gathered her companions as she stepped out in the humid spring air. She was nearing the border with the woods, a common path she walked along first light point when she heard Ignita calling for Basilisk. Ahhh… that was right. He had fallen ill and was now in the woods, at least if the rumors were true.  This was a good chance to talk to both her alphas at once and so she shifted course. She heard Basilisk calling for a few more wolves and she arrived about the same time as Yara. Gossamer kept her distance. "I apologize for the intrusion. I thought I should let you know that on my patrol I've come across a few ravaged carcasses of blighted deer. I believe bears, big bears, to be the culprit. It's possible larger predators are being infected as well and could present a threat."