Swiftcurrent Creek [j] the king and his men

With Ferdie and Jace at her side, Fox narrowed her eyes on the Tortuga wolf as he spoke of apologies and atonement. If Lecter had still been around, she would have sentenced this one to lead a life beneath the old, stinky shaman. As it were, she did not have that handy guy around anymore. Still, there had to be some way that she could keep him here and use him to get Bones back. She pondered this quandary for half a minute (or so) before licking her chops and opening her mouth to speak.

“Since Tortuga has taken one of ours, we will take one of theirs. If you try to leave us, we will hunt you down and drag you back. If you outrun us like your pack sisters did, we will make sure to kill any Tortuga wolf on sight.” Since he seemed so hell-bent on making sure there was less violence, she thought it was a fair and just punishment. One that he could adhere to, and one that would have serious consequences. “Do I make myself clear?”