Dawnlark Plains the twisted mouth

She had a companion. Bringing up that fact had the desired effect - Pura begrudgingly put all thoughts of taking her down out of mind. If one friend had followed her here, others might have done the same. The Teekon Wilds had a knack for reuniting scattered families, and Pura did not want to be on the target end of a witch hunt.

Nochtli did not leave it there. She bedded in with further questions, forcing Pura to change tactics. "My companion lives there," he told her with soft emphasis, reflecting the word she had used herself. He blinked - slowly and for the first time in ten minutes, with a standing reminder to do so more frequently. "I miss her," he shared, "Are you looking for someone as well?" An educated guess - she still referred to some far-away land as home, suggesting that she might return. A hunt would not take her this far, so a missing wolf seemed like the most likely reason for her being here.