Swiftcurrent Creek You know it's not the same as it was

She was given enough information now to assume that Kvarsheim was a pack that they were on good terms with. That was well enough- she preferred peace to the threat of roving wolves who shook terror into travelling wolves. And perhaps this meant that Swiftcurrent Creek and Kvarsheim shared a common nuisance. If those wolves had harried Reverie, they might not hesitate to do so again, and in being so indiscriminate, they would make an easy target of themselves. 

But Moss did not dream of warfare. Like Akavir, she wanted the blonde woman to get wherever she was going safely- and assumed that Akavir would likely prefer to do so on his own. Instead, however, she seemed inclined to stay and visit one names Lestan. This meant very little to the stone-faced woman either. It was only when her name was asked that she blinked. 

She would let Akavir speak first, however- he was the alpha.