Grouse Thicket I just settled all my lawsuits - fuck you, Debbie!

No Tadpole.  She worked the inside of one cheek, but ultimately she had not expected to find him here anyway.  She had just thought...  Well, it didn't matter.

The smell of the orchard had diluted the pack-smell; honestly, she had not thought she was that close.  She seemed started by the information despite the stranger's lack of concern.  Oh, sorry.  The apples are strong right now, I thought you guys were further out.  My bad.  She cleared her throat.  No, I'm alone.  Ceara rolled her shoulders and one of her ears flicked back.  But if there are really as many Blackthorns as you say there are...