Moonspear on the steel breeze

She seemed to think that there would be more to do when the temperatures rose; Floki supposed it made sense. Some animals were likely laying low during the winter months, wolves included, and although their ranks had remained steadily full since the pack's inception, travelers would hit the road as flowers began to bloom. It was possible that there would be loners knocking on their front door at some point.

He wondered briefly about the other wildlife that she might have had to deal with at the Sunspire; she hadn't seemed to be particularly phased by the coyote or the bears. She just wanted to deal with the issues with as little fuss as possible. Floki admired that. "What about the bears?" he asked after a pause, his chest tightening at just the mention of the creatures that he feared and hated the most. Had they seen the last of them, or would they be back for more?