Neverwinter Forest then find a connection.

The girl was apologetic, but Liffey just smiled and shook her head, absolving her of guilt. She understood how that impression of the Caldera wolves might have made itself common. They were a protective bunch, though they had lightened up some since the death of Peregrine and Fox. She didn't blame them for it either, considering the stories she'd heard of run-ins with outsiders they'd had before she was born, and even some since. Namely, her kidnapped sister - a wolf she could hardly remember at all anymore.

"I left a few months ago to join a pack that was just forming with close friends of mine," Liffey explained, "I love my family, but I wanted to find my own way." She still felt some remorse for the hurt she'd done them by leaving, but the wounds were healing. She fixed her companion with a more serious glance then as her purpose for being in Neverwinter came back to mind. "Two of my friends actually are missing - that's why I'm out here," she explained, "They're brothers. Rannoch and Cypress. Do you know them by chance or seen them around?"