Big Salmon Lake Shinkō

The man spoke of their next move, placing the choice in the hunter’s lap. Shiranui looked to him for a moment before turning his gaze toward the directions that had been suggested. To the west there was a stretching mountain range. To the north there appeared mountains in the distance, woodland in between. The white wolf believed it would be more favorable to travel north.

It would do them well to journey a while longer before settling down to rest.

Shiranui shook himself, looking to the preacher with a small nod. If they could make it to the woodland, he believed they would have adequate coverage. He could hunt in the glen in the morning. The white wolf was certain there would be rabbits upon the snow.