Sunspire Mountains can't bribe the door on your way to the sky

"oh" was all that Maera could seem to respond at Liffey's pacient explanation. Slowly she was discovering that perhaps there were more packs than she had thought. Made sense, it was summer, the food was not scarce and life in all its forms seemed to be thriving. Families would also be growing around this time a year.

With her hazel eyes blinking at Liffey, Maera tried to recount the packs she'd heard of and wonder how many unknown ones were still out there. So far she knew of Moonspear, the savage wolves that belonged to Blackfeather, the Caldera and now, the Vale. "do you know of a pack by the coast?" she asked then, wanting to know if perhaps she'd come across any surprises as she continued her journey to the sea. And though Maera couldn't know if the young girl had travelled even far enough to know, she figured that at least she'd have a better knowledge of the region than she did.