Northstar Vale grains

A laugh escaped her—not one of disdain or malice, but certainly surprise. Arsenio, singing, was something she would wish to see, and Meadow was curious if the man held talent or Tamar spoke in jest, good-natured at his expense in ways.

“Others, such as other packs?” A pause, and she gave a small smile. “Do we have strong bonds with other packs, aside from… our alliance, not-alliance, with Mereo?”