Nova Peak operation ground and pound

She readily agreed, so Cambria sought out the same rough path he’d used before to retrace his steps down the mountain. It didn’t take long to lead Waawaashkeshi into the grotto, where the ground evened underfoot and they could walk slowly through the trees. He wanted to get home, though there was no particular hurry. He didn’t have a curfew.

They’re—we’re—called Redtail Rise, Cambria told her as they approached a pool of water in the middle of the woods. What would you like to know? he asked, rather than voluntarily provide any particulars.