Blackfeather Woods and when at last the work is done

Hmmm, it wasn't that, then. But she knew it had to be more than just the presence of a forest that had brought Tundra here. There were other forests, after all. She remained silent for a couple of beats, unsure of the answer. What was to be done, except stay here? She supposed that if wolves gravitated here, then they could live here, too.

Was that how packs just came together, or did they need something. . .larger? A grand purpose, a design?

Well, I'm staying here for good, Maegi said, her gaze returning to Tundra after growing distant for a moment. Whether others do is up to them. I don't really have any plans, just. . .whatever happens, happens. But—

She gave Tundra a curious stare, sizing her up, though not maliciously. You're free to stay, if you feel drawn to the woods, she added. I wouldn't mind having you here at all, so long as you don't bring us any trouble or turn out to be crazy. A wry smile painted her muzzle at this last quip, though the words were serious.