Firestone Hot Springs closer to nowhere

Grayday's tail wagged unconsciously. Though these lands had taken the place of his home, the male would never forget the land from which he hailed. "I'm from the north, too," he replied. And I know all about the lights, he thought, but declined to say aloud. "But I've lived in these lands for some time, now."

With some effort, he rolled onto his belly to better observe the other wolf. Upon further inspection, he decided that she was younger than him, though not quite as young as Moonstone or Pema, or those he knew from Rannoch's pack.

"Have you been here long, then?" he asked her, head cocking to the side. "It's a good time to arrive. The summer was murder, with a pelt like mine." And it was looking like the winter would be an ordeal all on its own. But, he had himself to thank for that.