Redhawk Caldera i've been watching your kindness keep

Seemed Lasher's daughter was in the market for any information whatsoever about her father. She'd learned a little, it seemed. But only a very little if the only thing she even knew of his appearance was that she shared his eye color. "Well, appearance-wise, he was tall and thin with dark fur and yeah, eyes just like yours," she told her, "He was always very kind to me. Very polite, very caring. He always laughed at my stupid jokes, which is definitely saying something for his generosity." She chuckled at her own joke then looked expectantly at Mona to see if she had inherited the same quality from her father.

"He lived here for a little while, actually, though I first met him when I joined a pack at Blacktail Deer Plateau, North and East of here," she continued, frowning thoughtfully in an attempt to come up with some additional bits of information, "He went back there after we settled here and he and my best friend ended their relationship, and then I think... he eventually went North... I can't really remember. I lost track of him after that. He saved my life once. And umm... Yeah." She finished and looked at Mona again, expecting questions or requests to expand on some of the things she had mentioned so briefly.