Lost Creek Hollow even though I'll never know what's up ahead, I'm never letting go

terance did, in fact, appear a little bit later. he easily recognized the wolf before him -- but from a while ago. her scent, however, was something that was in the forefront of his brain. easthollow. "clary," he greeted as he approached, rounding to the side of treason. terance, despite his deputy, was trained to be friendly. and while sometimes his exterior gave off something a bit more intimidating, he was more commonly a big ball of compassion. "it's good to see you," he said with a dip of his head. his own posture remained pretty dominant, head high, tail high, shoulders squared, but his expression was much friendlier. 

treason had already asked the question, so terance didn't bother.