Blackfeather Woods true north

It wasn't personal, her ignorance. She only really had eyes for Mou, now, mind only on his safety. His gaze echoed Kalganov's request, and Maegi shrugged, jerking her chin back at the trees. Not my call, she suggested silently, looking back at Mou. In her personal opinion, the woods could use more wolves to bolster their ranks, but--

Then Relmyna was there, quietly questioning. This wasn't her recruit, nor her place to speak; she stepped closer to Mou, nodding at Kalganov. His move, now. He could explain much better than she could what exactly he brought to the borders, in terms of ability. . .and loyalty.