Big Salmon Lake simmer down now

“Just as I do not know his name, he does not know mine,” replied Winder. It would do no good to have this white-eyed wolf know that there was somebody looking for him. But perhaps he already knew. “Send a messenger to Ouroboros Spine if you see him, or I shall come to your pack and check in from time to time.” It could be Peregrine's choosing, Sidewinder thought, and it might make the other male more comfortable to know he had to do nothing but sit and keep an eye out.

“I will tell your Finley you are having difficulty locating her, if I see her,” he added, wanting to offer his services as well, should Peregrine happen to need them. Picking up on the fact that Peregrine meant to take his leave, Winder offered an amiable nod in his direction, a silent parting of ways.