Blackfeather Woods and when at last the work is done

Maegi was probably the equivalent of the blinky guy gif, recoiling a bit at what the woman said next. Uh, what— she started, but then Tundra had an explanation for her. Still, it didn't quite make sense even after that. Who was this 'brute' she spoke of? Why had he been mistaking other wolves for Maegi?

What did he look like? she asked, eyes drawing to tight, suspicious slits. Did he say his name?

What if it was Iliksis? Eugh. She shuddered a little; the man gave her the creeps.

She gazed solemnly at Tundra, waiting for her response and absorbing the rest of the story. She was, admittedly, pleased to hear that the woman felt drawn to Blackfeather Woods. Perhaps she would stay and become a part of the circle Maegi seemed to have collected throughout her strange, haphazard life. Who even knew, anymore?