Bitterroot Valley Yeah, right. What're you gonna do, punch me?

She patiently listened to the boy, as he gave her details on his home-life. She had learned there was a pack nearby, however he did not smell like the man Célnes met a while ago, and assumed it was a different pack. 'Legion,' was an interesting name, and seemed more family-based like her own.

"It is large," she said, "but I wouldn't say 'nice,' it's more.. Neutral," she tried to explain how the bracken woods was. Large as it was, it was cold, and thorny, "it is not welcoming- but neither does it push you away." But it was enough for the Déorwine's, as eventually they would move.