Emberwood jet black signal fires

Hear you there. This commuting bullshit is driving me nuts. The store is fantastic there but everything else is a disarrayed mess. You know things are crappy when your own GM looks at you and goes "I want to go home. :C" And to top it off I've had a migraine since yesterday... effectively shot my days off all to hell.

Scouting and searching… now that sounded like something Echelon was familiar with. Albeit they were scouting and searching for different things. The dark-haired Phase drew in a breath through her nose, and with it ascertained the scent of the mountain. It registered as unfamiliar, and she discarded it noisily. Whoever was being looked for, Echelon hadn't come across them.

“Can't say I have. Never smelled your mountain before.” And given that she was being asked this by a pack wolf told her a lot about how they had disappeared, too. It must have been some time ago, or the wolf she was looking for had simply become very good at hiding away somewhere else. “What'd they do? Eat your food and run?” She felt cheeky asking the question, and her tone reflected very much the same.