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"Nothing," the youth answered quickly. "It's just another name for it. Ragnar, the Alpha of Stavanger Bay, taught me all about it when I lived there with him and his family." She felt a slight knot form in her chest as she spoke of the scarred white male. She really missed him and everyone she'd come to love in the bay. "Ragnar's the fiercest Warrior I've ever met. I think he might be a general," she deduced sagely.

"What other kinds of information do you gather?" Junior pressed, wondering if there was anything else she could provide. They could help one another earn their stripes as Outriders. The pup liked that thought. "Like, is there anything you need to know about the plateau? Even though you used to live there?"