Sawtooth Spire there's nothing like a sunset skyline to let you know you're almost home

Maegi was not at all a fan of the way the girl looked at her—made her less inclined to be helpful, actually—but it was what it was. By now, she should have been used to it. I'm not a doctor, she said, shaking her head. But the leader of my pack is. I can take—

Enter a young man, bristling and defensive. If Maegi hadn't been in such a hurry to usher Mou out of the forest when the Redhawks had come, she might have known him. For now, he was just a nameless companion. . .someone in the way.

Her ankle is hurt, Maegi responded, heaving a sigh. I was telling her that my pack leader is a medic; if she's able to walk, I can bring her down to the hollow, or if not, I can summon him here. Yes, another thing on Mahler's plate. She was sure he'd really appreciate that.

Her eyes flickered between the two of them, quietly appraising. Where are you two from? she asked.