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

sure!

it turned out to be even easier than he thought to gain entrance. artyom seemed more than happy to welcome him to whitebark stream, and the woman—still nameless—began to lead him to a place they could ride out the storm.

thank you, surya murmured, blinking appreciatively at his new leader as exhaustion began to set in. heavy-lidded, heavy-stepped, he made his way to the resting place. he wasn't exactly sure how he would feel in the morning, having essentially replaced his old home with something new. for now, though, he was filled with nothing but relief.