Severn and I don’t really talk much after I give him my advice. He seems lost in thought. Not pissed at me, like I’d thought he would be. More pensive and worried. He knows I’m right, I can see it in his eyes. He’s had to have felt it in his interactions with his mates, thought it after one of Corinda’s blow ups. Casen comes back about an hour after we finish eating. We’re standing at the sink, washing the dishes when Severn turns around, an indecipherable look on his face. He opens the barrier and Casen walks in. Severn smiles, relief plastered all over his face. But it flickers out when Corinda doesn’t follow behind Casen. “Where’s Rin?” Severn asks, looking at the open entryway. I take a deep breath and try to look out the doorway, attempting to find any clue as to where I am. I immediately start linking Zak and Charlie to tell them what I smell, see, and hear. I smell hemlock, mulberry, sweet gum. There’s a fox den nearby and I smell muskrat. It’s damp, swampy. T
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