Just because I'm posting doesn't mean I like my pack

Kestrel wasn’t about to let Modesty go into a dangerous territory without her Modyguard. So grabbing a few quick supplies, he followed after her. This was the strangest thing that had happened to him since the shipwreck that had left him in Modesty’s paws.

He caught up to her as she neared the spires, and he let his trott slow into an easier walk as he placed himself at her side. His nostrils flared as he took in the scents around them, searching for information or signs of the pack members that had gone out this way. There was quite a bit of Raiders Hallow scent around the place. How many of their wolves had decided to explore?


"Speech"