Stavanger Bay hope that you'll stay

Doe's ears twitched and then flattened at the woman's news. Another pack. She knew already what Skellige would want, but the Leviathan had been missing for several days, by then. Perhaps they could avoid conflict, but she would have to know how far they were before she would know whether or not this pack was a threat.

Anxiously, Doe tipped back her head and called for @Szymon in her usual series of clipped yip-yaps. Though her husband no longer stuttered when they were alone together, his name-sound remained unchanged.

"Were they far?" Doe asked as they waited, unable to help but pry for more information. She tested the shewolf's scent once again, searching for answers.

We can wait for Szymon, if you want!