Blacktail Deer Plateau I speak for the dead

Grayday was not far from the call. He was not doing well these days, with all his accumulating injuries and being still a bit ill, but he had a duty to the wolves within his borders, and had been patrolling them more and more as each new transgression took place.

He was not completely surprised to find yet another familiar wolf on his borders. Krypton and Chaska had both been in the area. It seemed as though all of Easthollow's deserters were showing up on his doorstep, lately.

"Hello, Mara," he said wearily, approaching the shewolf at a slow, tired pace. "What brings you this way?"