Sleepy Fox Hollow Hills and valleys.

Being responsible for two wolves not his own blood was new territory to Anselm. He forged ahead, noticing Raindrop preferred to stay in pace with Etienne.

His reception of her had been lukewarm at best, so her preference for the healer was understandable.

At last they came to the pine studded ridge that marked Paleo's old rendezvous. Anselm cast his gaze about it, an immense feeling of sadness creeping in to see it so plainly abandoned. This is the rendezvous, He announced suddenly in hopes to drive his melancholy away. But you can rest any place you see fit. The cache is that vay.

He pointed roughly towards a trail that had been laid by Etienne's dutiful feet.