Phoenix Maplewood taken away to the dark side

Far be it for him to miss a nice reunion, Goldhawk was momentarily distracted by the approach of an agouti wolf behind Saena. He twitched one golden ear curiously, but blinked back to the main event as introductions began. A pleasure and a privilege, he said to them both — Saena first, of course, who apart from being the Alpha of this territory also had the added kudos of being a friend of Goldhawk's own lord. Sergeant Horatio Finnian Sanders, at your most marvellous service — though the troop back at Neverwinter all call me Goldhawk, he concluded with a smile.

Only once the pleasantries had ended did Goldhawk fall quiet (he did enjoy pleasantries), listening with interest at all this talk of bears, and pregnancy, and betrayal, and adultery, and other such drama. But the thing that interested him most of all was mention of a grove. A kingdom before the Forest, perhaps...?