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Sidewinder listened with curiosity. If Mordecai was telling the truth—and Winder had no reason to believe that he was not—then the woman from the coast had pointed him in the wrong direction entirely. Even more interesting it was to hear that this white-eyed wolf was something of kin to Mordecai. If Sidewinder did manage to hunt him down and pinpoint his whereabouts, there may be more of a reward than he ever could have imagined. Perhaps it would buy him easy freedom when spring arrived. And if Mordecai and the coast woman ever conversed, Winder could reply that he had only made the story to find her target. Things would fall into place nice and neatly.

“That is disappointing news,” Sidewinder replied, “and it only makes my search all the more urgent. I fear that he is not right with himself, and I must find him before he does anything else so drastic. Have I permission to search for him this winter, provided I return with his whereabouts?” The winter was harsh, but so long as Sidewinder had a base to return to and replenish himself, he could make days-long trips during even the coldest months. It would mean that he would not be giving back to the pack while he was away, but he hadn't been doing that since he arrived (not that he'd shouted it to the world or anything).