The Heartwood All the debts I owe

The tired man chuckled, nodding his head at her statement. Beauty and vastness did not always make for suitable clan territory, true. Not all wolves were like the wolves of the Starsea. Battling upon the borders and defending against intruders might have been commonplace, but Foxfur knew that not all lands were at risk of having their land taken from them.

The young woman mentioned that when summer had arrived, there would be a chance that the lands they stood upon would not be free. Foxfur glanced to the earth at his paws, thoughtful.

Do you see many clans settle in these lands? Come and go? Is this a place of traveling wolves?

Foxfur glanced toward his company with a curious tilt of his head.