Ravenshook Cliffs I used to rule the world...

Meylodi nodded before wincing, leaving her own past a mystery until he wished for it. It was different than his, and the dark-pelted wolf didn't want to make herself look arrogant. Her old pack didn't offer their own story to newcomers that didn't ask. Frostcrest were bandits, not fools.

Aye, lead ta way, she sniffed the wind, finding herself unable to be of much use, as painful as it gripped her heart to know of it. This nose o' mine's not... quite doin' it fer me.