Wild Berry Meadow Grazing pelts we all once wore

Quick words which their own lungs could not keep up with; Damsel had grown used to this sight by now and learned to listen carefully. Offering up a hum, she pondered her answer.

I did see wolf one when I scouted ahead. It didn't give me much trouble. Though that did not change her dislike for them. There were many settled in that valley I learned.

That was why they had come here. There were less wolves; it was safer. While she was confident in her ability to defend herself and further confident in a groups of dogs ability to maul, wolves were large; a threat. It was the nature of things.

Take some time to rest, hm? We will be staying here in this meadow. There was nowhere else they needed to run to.