Otter Creek trickle down the spine

"then you are in good company, maegi. i do not know either," mahler admitted, strangely unashamed in the presence of the blackfeather wolf. she was acceptant, he decided, and therefore safe. no judgement that could be sensed had cropped up between them; their speaking and answers were easy, raw.
"the mountains suffer too. i think that vhat is best is to follow the herds that have left. they flee to easier places. diaspora must do the same." mahler would not tell maegi what was good for her own pack; he only meant to share his own plans, in full awareness that it might cause the complications of more competition.