Moonspear But keep your fighting spirit alive, boys

Finally he made it to the mountain.  He’d been a little waylaid, but he knew this was the right spot the instant he recognized he scent he’d gotten from Hydra during their introduction.  Was she here? Were her sisters?

Mindful of their last meeting, Gannet kept his distance somewhat, considering how best to do this.  Should he just howl for Liffey? No, that seemed wrong.

Instead he shrugged and began to walk a line parallel to the mountain’s base.  He’d see what he ran into first; someone who could help him out, or a snack.  He wouldn’t go on their land to hunt, every instinct told him what a stupid idea that was, but surely something out here would be fine.