Greatwater Lake Caught in clouds of silver ropes

"Redhawk Caldera," she said immediately, as much to deter Akela from ever joining that pack as to warn him of their nature. "A bunch of murderers live there. I've also heard of another pack full of rapists, but I'm not sure where it is." That one was a bit of an exaggeration. It was pulled from Scimitar's words to Meldresi and was in no way an accurate retelling, but embellishment was woefully common for the yearling. Unintentional, but common. "I left a while ago. The leadership wasn't right for me, not strong enough, and I wanted more. It's a good pack, but a bit cushy if you ask me. In comparison, packs in the north are a bit harsher about pack law but also typically kinder if you follow that law.

Speaking of which, if you're in the market for a decent home, you should swing by." Never one to shy away from attempting recruitment, Saena broke out a winning smile. "Nice view, nice company, and plenty of sap for a sweet tooth. It's a maple forest after all." Akela was a bit weird and Saena would forever maintain the belief that his fishing style was completely ineffectual, but a body was a body, and anyone could be taught to be useful.