Jade Fern Grove Just another good reason to get it right

Morgana’s approach was noted by the male, but only greeted with the flick of his ear to her presence. She was a wolf he was still uncertain about – but maintaining the borders was certainly noticed the cinnamon wolf.
 
Tuwawi seemed about as enthused to see him as he her, and he felt a mild satisfaction to that. Fiesty bitch, he determined, but did not voice the words. It would do neither of them good to brew over old disagreements, and at her words, his tail gave an idle flick. “The forest on Nova Peak caught fire during the storm. We are here now,” was all he spoke on the matter, withholding the desire to ask her about Duskfire Glacier and why she had left it behind.