Phantom Hollow you can run

He flinched while she considered his question, humoring him, perhaps, as she worked away on the damage he was equally responsible for on himself than the other wolf. Her words were gentle yet the sharp meaning behind them drew a small smirk to his lips—acquiescent to her valid point.

“No.” It was a simple reply, but given she was treating him with the utmost care, the solid man gave a small shrug, wincing once more from the movement. “I’m looking to stay across the mountains… but my wife…” He paused, his brows furrowing as he looked away, feeling stupid in that very moment. “I wanted to see the place she had died in once more. Looking for answers, I guess,” he offered, trailing off.