Noctisardor Bypass We still live in the same town, well don't we?

Day's tail wagged when Gwen agreed that there was a place where they could take her scent, but stiffened just as quickly when Dawn spoke up about having already encountered this Very Dangerous Wolf that seemed to scare the color right off of this alpha's muzzle. And Day? His muzzle might also have been paling, but it was Dawn's fault.

He could only stare at her for a moment, assuring himself that she was alive and well. Then, abruptly, he groaned, feeling older by the second. Of course Dawn had met the maniac. She'd probably met every bear, bobcat, and murderer within a week's march. That was just how much his daughter wanted him to have a heart attack.

He waited for Dawn's answer to Gwen's question, wondering the same thing. Of course, he didn't think there was anything damning that Dawn could tell Kelina; Morningside knew next-to-nothing about the Ganador wolves, and what they did know could easily be found out by any stranger with a nose. But it was still bad press to have his daughter getting friendly with this pack's enemies, and Day decided that, no matter what the pack decided, he would have to take a personal interest in finding this woman. Any murders that even looked at his daughter had to answer to him.