Luneshale Pass get in the van

@Panacea was an ambiguous-looking wolf - willowy, with the soft lines of women, but here and there a sharp angle that confused the whole. Disa studied them from afar while she made plans to disassemble the green, watched as they moved and hunted and burned with an energy that looked like it shared a mother with fear.

On the third day since her return, she sought out the fox-wolf in the dim light of pre-dawn. A dark silhouette appeared, and as she so often did, Disa skipped straight to presenting her business, "I need help with the garden."