Barrow Fields once there was a queen named gioma

She didn't return his farewell, though her tail did flick in response as she disappeared.  It was likely they'd never run into one another again... then again, she did come here often, and their pack was right next door.  And perhaps she could use this to her advantage, as she'd had a notion brewing that she had yet to bring to Smokestep, unsure on his take on it.

A thought for another time! Currently, she was getting peckish, and if she wasn't going to hunt seals with him, time to find something elsewhere.