Jade Fern Grove entrée

Their efforts were fruitless – after the bungle, there was no saving the potential within the hunt. Bazi seemed to accept this, and without word, she slowed her pace, and stalked off toward the east. He made no move to follow her – he did not even have to swallow an ounce of guilt for choosing not to do so.
 
Instead, the wolf trailed northward, seeking out the company of either his sister or his children so he could try to forget about the slow crash and burn of his mateship with Bazi. As far as he was concerned, they were basically over. It was just that neither had voiced it just yet.