Dragoncrest Cliffs Pressures of a new place roll my way

“Yeah. We didn’t end up doing anything, but,” she pauses, thinking about it. They would have been okay. Yeah. It would have been fine. “But, you know, it could have.” This time, she adds a smile. Eastwood seems to have seen his share of battle, already mentioning one and too fresh scars on his shoulder reminds her of the one Artaax received. She doesn’t know if it’s a good thing or bad thing she doesn’t have any yet but so far, she manages to get by without one.
 
After that, she doesn’t really know what to say, but she clears her throat anything. “Maybe we should get some wolves together and train together. Might be good to know how we all fight, should we have to while they’re gone,” she decides, wagging her tail a little. No need to get soft in their absence.