Sun Mote Copse wait a minute i'm passing out, win or lose

They walked on, each bend in their path still unfamiliar. I do not know, said Ragna. There was very little she knew. Were her brothers and her mother still in the Wilds? Still alive? Ragna had not visited any packs but the Blackrocks. It could be that they lived near. Soon I will leave to find news of them. I will not be gone long, she told Arunik'ra, hoping the priestess would not impede her attempts.

The thought of her brothers was troublesome, and Ragna was glad to have an excuse to change the subject. I have not. Would you tell it? She had always been a lover of stories, and thought there was no better way to learn a culture than by hearing their tales.