Neverwinter was an old haunt that he deigned to visit ever since the drama with Ptarmigan. Now that they were free of the tyrant's rule, he had more freedom, though he was supposed to be doing a job. Nonetheless, he scoured the dark woods for any signs of wolves. Before he roamed farther, he would check the places closest to the pack.
The dark-furred male blended into the darkness of the woods. He briefly wondered that, if it ever came to that, perhaps he and Cara could go to Blackfeather Woods, Meldresi's pack. But he shook the thought aside. Cara would die before giving up the Spine. He could never convince her to leave, nor would he leave her. He could, however, search for those who would join, so that he would never have to come to that decision.