Hidden just inside the treeline, I scan the surroundings of the base's entrance. Nothing is out of place since we escaped earlier today. Wolves run out of the entrance frantically searching, most likely for Malachi and me, a fearful look on these Rogues' faces, worried for the consequences of not finding one of us.
[Captured a Rogue and knocked her out as instructed. Handing her off to team B.] Maddie reports moments after a small she-wolf with deep olive skin and dirty, chocolate-coloured hair rush out of the base and towards my packmate.
[Copy. Make sure to treat that Rogue carefully until Cassandra can dreamwalk her mind.] Ariven responds.
[Greg, anything on your side?] Mika calls out.
[Nope. Malachi's friend came over, though, as promised. Only a few have gone out to look
