Whitebark Stream you know what they do to guys like us in prison?

The wind whipped between them and Artyom narrowed his eyes against the biting cold. He watched the tawny yearling's shoulders slackened and his expression shift to one of relief, and a gilded ear flicked to catch an unexpected request. "Of course we do," he said warmly, making to exchange a brief glance with Chai before he pressed forward toward their newest recruit.

"Come," he circled around Surya so that he too faced Whitebark territory and could lean in against his side, eager to encourage him deeper into the woods and out of the harsh weather's reach. "Let's find someplace to dry off, hm?"