Emberwood spider and gioma had a love few others had seen,

wylla obviously wasn't here. ingram was about to call it quits when a figure he definitely didn't want to see emerged from the wildwood like burned smoke; ingram felt his gut clench a little, and he backpedaled almost immediately. he definitely hadn't made plans to see this guy again, and from the looks of things, constantine was none too pleased to see him.

well then. that was considerably awkward, and ingram saw no way of resuscitating this interaction as he played it over in his head. "heeeeeeeyyyyy..." he took another step back, ears flat to the side as he looked around him as if worried more wolves would come out of the woodwork. "you haven't seen my sister around, have you? about this tall, kinda skinny, grey with a white face -- oh... and she was that other guy with me -- that definitely was her idea and not mine."