"Willow?" Cedar barked loudly from the back of the group when she heard the second call.Fyra sprinted after them, quickly passing Faedon as she wanted - no, needed - to get to her friend fast. Something was definitely wrong; horribly wrong.
Willow could smell the wolves approaching. Stonepack. They were hear. Swallowing the bubble of bile in her throat, she let out another breathy howl.