Grouse Thicket Odysseus has arrived at Ithaca

Wraen's face lit up, when Sequoia's name was mentioned - world was such a small place after all. Imagine meeting the Drageda girl here and them residing in the same pack. Especially, since at the time of their first meeting she had not seemed to be very keen on ever leaving her home. It was curious though, what had prompted her to go. Had Wraen's stories inspired her? Had something happened to change her mind?

The moment Maia faltered at retelling her experience with the Redhawks Wraen caught her gaze and smiled in understanding. None of them three (Terance included) hadn't had good first impressions with the wolves, who had been supposed to be their family. The second place to Moonspear to seek home, in case they ever needed it. Wraen had never figured out, who had been the rock-eating, growling jerk that Terance had encountered, when he had set foot in the valley, but the one she had met - a friend of Hydra - had been very difficult to like. 

And then there was Titmouse, who, frankly speaking, was a little ass. And... Gannet, was it? He had been decent. Therefore she decided not to give her true account on her own history with the cousins and went for a different thread that Wildfire had offered: "Yeah, we haven't had much to do with them. But there will be time to remedy that. But I have met Elwood Blackthorn - he had come to visit his daughter Liffey and he told me much about my uncle - your dad - and gave an insight in Redhawk caldera history. A lovely gentleman."