Blacktail Deer Plateau reporting the patterns row by line

There was truth in what she said. This was something he knew all along, but in a way it was nice to know that someone else saw it the way that he did. There were always two sides to a coin and much in the same way there were two sides to everyone. Their appearance and their personality. Even in his short while in the Wilds, Mordecai realized that some of the most normal wolves were capable of some of the most dark things, while some of the more Frankenstein appearances were genuinely good. Much in the same way, this was to be expected with monsters too.

She spoke of boggarts and he found himself wondering what they were. "Like boggarts? Can't say I've heard of those." She still reigned as the expert in these things; his question was meant to prompt her to further an explanation. To think of something as not being so nice and yet incapable of really hurting — at least directly — seemed rather alien to him. Usually hurting someone and not being nice were synonymous.