Porcupine Ridge They managed to rob the New Sheoth palace vaults? Curious.

Muskrat had informed him of the sisters' arrival, but he hadn't yet come across them until now. Emerging from the shadows, Hex paused at the sight of one of the strangest canids he'd ever seen, poring over an assortment of bones at her paws.

With a brief, quiet chuff to announce himself, he approached slowly, head slightly cocked at the goings-on here.

Odd she might look, but her activities did not. The resemblance to his explorations of within—what the spirits had urged him so strongly to do—was not lost on him.

Did she, too, find meaning in the echoes of flesh?

I'm Hex, he began, sitting a short distance away from where she had situated herself. Welcome to Shadow Ridge.