Blackfeather Woods welcome to the war

She was tired, the injured joint stiff and aching, and she walked with the gait of a wolf much older, grumbling all the way. Her attitude rose--if only slightly--when she caught sight of her recruit. Maegi hobbled toward the woman, giving her a gentle nod in greeting. At least the past few days seemed to have treated one of them well. She just would prefer the best of both worlds.

"Morning, Flicker," she remarked laconically. "Are you settling in okay? Have a chance to explore at all? I'm sorry I haven't given you the tour yet." Maybe today would be a good day for it. The weather wasn't bad, if a bit chilly. The Melonii knew it wouldn't get better from here, even if Blackfeather's boughs did shelter them from the bulk of the winter snow.