Twisted Slough With a dare comes a promise.

the fisher took little notice of the travels, vaguely noting now and again a forest they passed through or a mountain in the distance. this land belonged to the wolves and she had no interest in mapping its various territories. she remained close to kai, for it made tula anxious to be away from her witch when she was so injured, flitting away on occasion to find a meal of her own.

the new companion, another wolf though not quite like the one before, was soon accepted by the familiar - for he too seemed to care for tula's friend in his own way.

the fisher curled sharp claws into the dryad's ruff, flinty blue wings extended for balance as kai approached the slough with excitement. she could make little sense of their words but she could sense the occasion - they were almost there.