Noctisardor Bypass trash mountain

Sometimes I wish I could just go away to a place without men.

Hadn't there been a place like that, once? Sequoia vaguely recalled her parents talking about one such place, although they had made it seem as though that pack was the devil personified. A pack without men, well... wouldn't that be something? And with Mahler's shitty move, Sequoia felt herself trusting him a lot less than she had before. Not that she would do or say anything to him. Still, once spring rolled around, maybe it would be a good time to move on.

I'm glad you're here, too, Sequoia said. And she meant it. She'd had a friend before, but... well. That hadn't exactly ended well.