Bitterroot Valley Good, feeling good,

Cenric was close to his littermate’s side. His nose was busy at work.

Kendrick has survived the fires after all. Supposedly he resided somewhere in this very taiga. How had he not tracked down their brother before? Maybe it was because of all this rain.

He lifted his head and looked at Célnes. Do you think the rain is like this all the time here, sister? It was quite odd. The weather wasn’t like this back at Kingslend.