Bearclaw Valley help is on the way

it's good you know yer way back home — a sigh, followed by a cough — some folks go huntin' and that's just it. blondine thought about her own life, how long it'd been since she'd gone south. was she missed? 

the huntress nodded. i lived here once, a pack called bearclaw valley. it's where i met my best friend, but she's gone now. over that there, uh, barrier, she said, motioning back toward easthollow, that's where my new pack lives.

they're very kind. you'd do good to come visit some time.