Falls of the Hinterlands the old dream comes again to me

A wolf from Asterism Grove. A quick inspection of the other's form and facial features told Wraen that the lady was in no way related to the Redhawks/Redleafs/Blackthorns or either of the mix of two. She looked positively exotic and had that kind of icy beauty that both impressed and made you shudder inside as well. It was not a person you made friends easily. Wraen was not even sure, if it as someone she could ever feel free discussing any subjects other than the ones of business.

"You are not trespassing, but we are very close to our claim," Wraen explained. "With all sorts of people meandering around the wilds, it makes sense to be extra careful," she added, thinking about that brute, who had attacked the black wolf's son. "Have you been with Towhee's pack long?" she asked the next diplomatic question on her list, because she felt that there was only so much time she could detain this wolf and therefore it should be spent usefully.