Bearclaw Valley I'm a black widow, baby

Kyn hums back in response to her mentioning Easthollow. “Hmm, that’s right.” A confirmation then. “We’ll stop by since it’s close.”

Then another light bulb goes off. A pack he cannot remember lives in the bypass north of here. A cruel woman made of stone he and Derg met. He wonders if they’re still there. He can hardly remember their name now, but he turns to Nyra.

“There’s also a pack in the bypass a day or two north of here. We should go there too.” He adds before sighing. “Let’s go to Easthollow, there’s nothing for us here.” Business is concluded, time to roll out.