Blackfeather Woods Where you hang your enemy's head [QUEST]

He was answered by two wolves. The first was a woman his age, but she was large and strong. She did not seem to be a part of the Brotherhood itself; the culture and traditions of this pack weren't known to him yet. But he bowed his head to her, knowing that he outranked him, if only by a little.

The second wolf seemed to have been here longer; his shoulder was marked red - he knew Meldresi. The familiarity in the wolf's eyes told him everything. Miraak nodded. Meldresi was my older sister, He murmured, the recent news of her death still painful.

But he did not call them here to reminisce. The shade gestured in the direction where the coyote smell was strongest. A band of coyotes have made their way into the Woods. Given winter's approach, they may be bold enough to start hunting our prey. He had caught a few glimpses of the white deer that jumped through the dark woods — they were magnificent to see, but prey nonetheless. We should disperse of them as soon as possible.