Blackfeather Woods so you run and you run to catch up with the sun

That's a shame, Maegi responded, though she wasn't surprised. Nyx had always seemed like the type of wolf to want more. As for Damien, well--he had been such a minor presence in her life that she could make no judgments on him. He certainly didn't mean as much to her as Euron, Ramsay, or Cicero. Perhaps it was better that he was gone.

They will regret it, the girl said, chin firming as she stared at Kove. The daedra won't follow them, wherever they go. Their voices live here; Meldresi lives here. This was the chosen forest--wherever they pick won't be the same. No matter what they did, no matter who they persuaded. Even if Maegi had her problems with Kove (well, not so much, now), at least his loyalty had never faltered.

Still, that sucks, Maegi continued. But we'll get past it. We always do.