Broken Antler Fen there's no place like home

That she inched closer was not missed. Skwol greeted her trust with a small half smile.

She said she was born here and the white wolf's ears lifted. It came as a surprise to him though he could not figure why it should have. Obviously, he had made a subconscious assumption in thinking that she was in some foreign place too. He wondered how long she had been gone — she was a yearling yet — and how sure she was that there had never been two-legged creatures here, and that there never would be. It was not a question he was inclined to ask but another sprang almost unbidden from his tongue.

"Monsters?" Devils and the natural dangers of the wild were one thing — but monsters? "You have been through a lot, haven't you?"

His ears quickly splayed to the sides, apologetic.

"You don't have to answer that."