Morningside Cuesta Is open as an option

i have once, he responded, thinking of the time he'd met that man artyom out here. but he hadn't taken much notice to the ins and outs of the territory. he scrunched up his face, thinking. maybe. . .i think there's a river to the north, where the ground gets rougher.

he'd followed it into the maplewood; that he remembered. kicking pebbles along in an idle, juvenile fashion. surya glanced at the woman, shrugging. chase it that way?

the yearling was stiff, silently vibrating, a viper ready to strike. but he would not take off without the older wolf's say-so. she was boss in this situation (in any situation, really; she had that air about her). and he was more than willing to follow her lead, even if it ended in disaster. her decisions were most likely much more sound than his.