Haunted Wood we set fires in the snow.

an eerie smile curves her muzzle when he finishes talking. "but they didn't" none of them had dared; Vengeance was unmovable, omnipresent, powerful. had been. her features settle then, back to seriousness with discontent mixed in. "when I challenged him, I didn't mean to kill him. but then, in the middle of it, I realized it was him or me. and I'm not done yet." 

that was a detail she had not, and did not plan, on revealing to anyone else. perhaps it was a nugget of trust in the new him and the new tentative alliance they had; perhaps she knew she had the tell someone, just once. with that, she surveys him once more before nodding curtly, spinning on her heel in the direction of the borders.