Blacktail Deer Plateau people let me tell ya bout my best friend

he snorted at engel's non-answer. "come on, yaar," he laughed, remembering the time easy had pressed him on his adventures with pema and dawn. "it must have been at least some fun. tell me some stories. what did you see? who did you meet?"

he was, in fact, curious. he wouldn't be able to take a journey like that for a while to come, when the snow started to melt. the pack needed him here, to patrol the borders and to hunt. there was nothing really stopping him from going, save dawn and her father's disapproval--something he wasn't keen on earning anytime soon.

"how was easthollow?" he gave engel one more question, flicking his ear as he fell silent, waiting for his friend's response.