The Sunspire to start off at the back of the line

The boy had all but forgotten about his previous exploits, or the tale he used to throw around about being a bear-fighting maniac; he hadn't been one at all. And even now, Screech couldn't imagine himself as any kind of warrior. He scoffs as Wraen brings up the past and corrects her, No, I'm certain it was a homeless man, and a crazy one.

She is vague in her own response and, the boy supposes, he should have expected as much. Maybe she was here as a double agent for the Moonspear wolves? Maybe she had been chased out because she didn't meet their low standards? Whatever the reason, Screech realized it didn't matter too much after all. Plus she mentioned food - and he nodded, I could eat, and thought of the cache full of meat back in the forest of his old home, and how hard he'd worked to help Ravensblood bring that down. To think, he'd done that and then left them without even a taste!