Dragoncrest Cliffs and release me

Erzulie's response made her grow still before coughing and saying, "Maybe don't mention that to my mother." It was the premise on which she'd stayed here in Sapphique and she'd truly believed in it, until this very moment. Haunt supposed that meant she was under zero obligation to stay and could head home promptly, though whether it was demanded of her or not, she found she did want to repay the women who'd helped her.

And she had other reasons to linger here too: she'd begun making friends, something she'd never really done in Legion. There was Njord, Valravn, Merlin... and with Vex here, Haunt was in no hurry to go home. In fact, she'd never felt any particular desire to hurry back to Legion at all. She didn't hate her mother's pack, though she supposed part of it was getting out from underneath Arbiter's thumb. Her mother wanted to keep her leashed and obedient, which didn't suit Haunt very well.

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Haunt replied, "I'm feeling much better. My head hasn't hurt me in days." Her tail twitched. "Even if you don't incur debts, I'd still like to show my gratitude. I've been working on acquiring my hunter titles. It's kind of tough lately," she said, gesturing at the snow dusting the world around them, "but I'm up for a challenge."