Blacktail Deer Plateau Now you know, now you know

Spirits, ghosts, they were all the same to Saena. They were things that shouldn't be real, but that she'd just moments ago seen irrefutable proof of. Whether the bear was a ghost or a spirit, whatever the difference was, was a debate for another time. Lasher had questions, and Saena, yearning to know more, was eager enough to answer them.

"Yes," she said without hesitation, "but when I thought Junior was dead, I thought I saw her for a few days. I guess I made it up." At the time, she'd been desperate to hide this knowledge from Lasher—he'd come across her speaking to the imaginary Osprey Jr., after all—but now it seemed silly to keep anything from her father's lover. The kinship was imagined, of course. She knew almost nothing of Lasher and had no reason to trust in him, but she liked to think they were on the same team, two wolves equally scorned by the once loyal Peregrine. That put him at a distinct advantage with Saena, who clung to those with similarity to herself.

"Is it... bad?"