Horizon Ridge Mexican highway

"Jinx wouldn't let it get that far," Pied said. "If it were up to her in any capacity, she wouldn't let me breed. There's just too much bad blood between us. She will never forgive myself and the others for giving up on Bon Dye, even though it was the difference between life and death for us," she explained with a deep frown carving into her young, pale face.

"It's not that I want to move back there," she said thoughtfully. "It's just that Hawkeye's made it clear I'd be welcome there along with you and our pups. I find comfort in that, even if it's not ideal. You know?" Her eyes sought his, hoping he understood.

Just as before, Kisu seemed ready and willing to take the risk of founding their own pack rather than worrying about others ruling their lives. Pied's stomach clenched anxiously but she didn't dismiss it. Instead, she clarified, "Are you saying we should go to the plateau, then start our own pack one day... or are you proposing we just do it now?"