Blossom
"I'd give anythin' to be a Tenneth right now, Feathas. Best way to beat the heat. You think your target is a Tenneth? I can't see why a wolf of any other pack would want to hang out up this way." Blossom wondered at that too, but then again they weren't Tenneths and here they were. Walking straight into their capital.Â
"You think we are going to find her tonight, Feathas? We haven't slept a wink since we left the cells." Blossom really didn't need to be reminded of yet another reason this trek was a miserable choice to have gone along with. "I hope we do... It made me sick to see those burnt trees... I really do miss the trees." Her eyes were sad at the memory of tripping over the stump, but she didn't cry... she couldn't afford to lose any more valuable liquid in this dry landscape.