Falls of the Hinterlands But something rustled on the floor

Sounds good, hope you feel better soon!

"That'll be fine," assured Saena as she glanced up the slope. Trees hid the cloud-lined apex from her view, but she knew it was up there somewhere. When Sjáseiðr offered to sweeten the deal by taking the equivalent of an IOU, Saena bobbed her head. She had every intention of repaying the lone wolf when she returned to the hinterlands, as promised, supposing she could find her again, but there was an urgency to her that greatly appreciated the immediate out.

As the slim black-haired wolf led the way, Saena followed. At the end of their journey higher into the mountains and with instructions to head a little further and then down, the white wolf promised she would help Sjáseiðr with her hunt the next time she saw her and went on her way, not truly knowing whether she would ever find Sjáseiðr again or not, but hoping she did.