Sunset Valley her hands know violence but there is a different dream in her heart

His spindly body was quick to come and go from his leader's side. The coywolf would dart away in search of something he was certain to need, only to return to the dark woman's side with some form of greenery clasped in his jaws. He would require several trips to carry it all back to the pack, but once he had completed his task, Glu would have a great stock to line his den. His sister would have been proud of the knowledge she had passed to him in their time spent together. While he often wondered where she was, Gluskap was certain she was safe. Kaliska had an alluring presence. He could only imagine others doting after her to eventually find her more sour than anticipated. 

While he had set off towards the foliage - what still remained and some of what was beginning again - in search of birch leaf. While it would be a troublesome task, he knew it would be beneficial to have it around for minor pains in the limbs and trouble in the bowels. The only concern was the great lack of leaves. Nose to the earth, Glu scouted for his leaves. Every so often he would turn his sharp little eyes to his leader and the stranger that had come upon them. In that moment, they were not his concern. So he continued to skirt about beneath the trees.