The Sunspire the gilded age has long been done

In truth, not even the wolves of the Plateau had to leave their home to hunt. It was majorly out of habit that Mordecai traveled the way that he did. It was easier to keep track of herds that way, scouting out for the potential ones that were liable to cross near pack borders. A ritualistic thinning of the herd, at least for those who enjoyed it. If anything, it meant to him that they would not have to worry over whether or not the wolves of the Spire would be encroaching upon them.

Then came the mention of the Creek, and with it he thought of the information Falwasi had shared with him. "The Creek? I don't know much about those wolves there," and he felt with any luck and the good natured banter he had started, his companion would be forthcoming with some information.