Blacktail Deer Plateau With the evening sun

A small chuckle. He was right and if anyone knew how to forge their own trail, it was most certainly Ingram, once dreadfather, once Sithis. Now Ingram again. A small pain tightened her chest that he would go on this journey alone. 

Much like him, she had been a constant and his nightwife always left him. It was one of the many reasons that she had forgiven him. Despite how awful he was during her brief lapse of judgement during heat. She had no right to even attempt to ask Dreadfather to fix what had ailed her. 

Ash Paw laughed again. And tilted her head, blue eyes narrowing to slits in her joy. Don't make anyone too angry. She teased him.