Honeyed Pasture It’s a kind of amnesia

Sending wolves between packs didn't feel like the right decision. She didn't want their trails to be any easier to follow than was necessary, and so thought that a separate meeting place would be the best decision. 

Immediately, her mind went to the Glen. Moonspear had laid a claim on the small territory already, but they were allies in this mission. Ying lifted her head and proposed, Send them to the Glen, near Moonspear? Somewhere by there.

To further conceal the identities of the assigned, Ying wondered if they should have a password. Something that only those involved would understand. Maybe, we tell our wolves, keep your names a secret. Give them new names.