Permafrost Hollows otherwise they would not be worshipped

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He nodded vaguely. If this man was starting out for his own pack why shouldn't he help? It is what he wanted to do in coming here anyway; in finding Grezig. The soldier, after all, needed somewhere to stay. So why shouldn't he?

He let a low laugh ripple from him at Wintersbane's realisation, "Indeed, Wintersbane. Perhaps it is lucky the corpse was laden with poison, hm?"  He grinned with all the cunning a wolf owned. He could seek allegiance here if he was successful it would lead on to greater things. Grezig... would she be proud or disgusted?
He merely nodded in agreement for he was correct. Things did change, like himself.
"You made the right call to take the lifeboat."  He grinned again with that wolfish cunning. And why shouldn't he? They were all here to make their own paths.
Just as he was making his, damned to Grezig.
"Need a follower for this pack?" He offered, curious at availability. Curious about the purpose of the pack.

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