Lake Rodney I know I used to love him

Ah, so he'd heard of them. She wondered who he'd met.
Surely it'd be someone good because he hadn't turned and fled or snarled and started to tear her fur out.
Maybe Valour, maybe Santiago. Perhaps even that boy who likes to play around with Valour.

She nodded in response, "Yeah, them trees behind us. Be warned, don't just wander in because you think we're friends after meeting two of us." She smiled, knowing some wolves were as thick as shit sometimes, and thinking they'd be protected by their 'friend' in the pack.

"I'm Vanity," she replied, tail swaying softly. She was recently in a good mood, considering circumstances. Maybe she just loved the thrill of war.
She wished she was with Venny to see it through.

"Where's Neverwinter then, Hao?" She'd not explored much. The furthest she'd been since joining the Nightwalkers was to erase that pack from near Moonspear, which was successful.
She hoped he didn't mind the nickname.