Mudminnow River small sacred kisses

so he wasn't with moonspear any more. terance might've known that had he rebuilt relations with hydra earlier on-- but he had not, so the surprise remained. he wondered how hydra had handled it, but he did not ask anymore of the topic. except, of course. "with titmouse?" screech? whatever? terance had realized no one ever knew who he was talking about-- everyone seemed to know him by some other alias. dark concern laced the mans features, though he did his best not to appear judgmental. 

and then he nodded. "yes, i lead the wolves of lost creek hollow," he informed the pale man, motioning back towards the direction of their territory. he looked then to merrick, not wanting to force the child into conversation but feeling a little bad he may have stepped into the area uninvited. he gave merrick the opportunity to assert himself in whatever way he wanted to. "this is merrick, he lives with us in the hollow."