Firestone Hot Springs Pride comes before fall

The other side? Idly she turned in the direction of the mountains, although her ears were pivoted to catch anything else that Osprey said. Had Basilie walked on by Hadrian's little pack unknowingly? - then you must have traveled through some very hostile lands. What? Oh. Right, the conversation.

Basilie turned to regard the other woman, and for a hesitant moment she was confused, but then her sense returned to her. As her mind was briefly caught up with the whereabouts of her family, she had become distracted. Somewhat hostile. Nothing I couldn't manage. Pride, and lots of it. A few foolish men were no match for her.

Are there many packs in this place? She quietly prompted Osprey for more information, phrasing the question with a softness as if to imply her indifference; the more information she could gather, the better. But she didn't want to seem too eager for it. Aside from the plateau, and this other group you mention. There cannot be that much room for large packs in this valley.