Falls of the Hinterlands Hope that they don't think I'll forget about them

it would not, as time would tell, come to pass but for now wintersbane remains ignorant of that fact. for now, he entertains the suggestion of alliance though certainly what they were willing to offer would have to be hammered out. true enough, the falls is far enough from the bay to be entirely inconsequential and he would assume that her pack is further yet as he had not scented any on his way thru the hinterlands; region of his birth. wars could be won or lost in the span of time it took to travel between their packs ...but that was something for further consideration in the future.

a woman named umbra. he supplies readily enough with a small shrug of his shoulders. perhaps, he murmurs though makes no promises on that front. arlette, a kind soul wintersbane thinks, speaks of returning the favor for his advice. i require nothing in return. he assures her.