Blacktail Deer Plateau He said "Peter Pan, that's what they call me,"

It took a moment of hard thought for Sorrel to place the name. Le nom, ouais, she said, albeit a bit unsure. There was no face to be put to this Hawthorn, but somewhere in the back of her mind, a faint memory remained.

Sorrel bit at the inside of her cheek and quirked her lips with thought; she didn't want Addy to hurt, but she didn't know how to stop it. He's where? she asked, wondering if the two of them could fetch him together. The only issue was that there were so many places a wolf could be, Sorrel wasn't sure if finding him would be possible.