Redsand Canyon to see the rainbow

He listened to them both.
Donovan's plan was for a short excursion.
Her's was to find more friends.

He licked his lips, thinking.
To spy, or to make friends.
"The pack to our north," he drawled, reffering to the Empire, "Is unlikely to be our friends. I have the belief that is the case." Orlaith had said they'd moved closer to groups. And was pissed about it. So he thinks that the pack in the Vale had been present when they'd told them to fuck off in Ravensblood.
"To our south," he continued, "is a pack I think Nemisis mentioned once. She said their name was Sagtannent, and they were pretty cold. Perhaps warm them up."

He had the belief the soft-tainted woman could do so, better so than the stony, devilish Nemisis.
"Then, once you recover and tell us about them, you should scout the pack in the vale. It will be dangerous, you must not talk to them, just run."
He didn't know if he'd be able to speak to her before she left for the Vale upon her return, but the advice would be useful anyhow.