Stone Circle this one's mine

The woodland boy's expression seemed to sour at the mentioning of their neighbors, an ear flicking idly as his gaze turned in the direction of the collection of bastards. He should be happy to hear that their brother was doing well, but suddenly the rest of the previous conversation no longer mattered. Ursus. They're a vicious group with no care for whos land they trample upon. I've chased them out countless times now. One woman tried to steal our pups, two others claimed they'd hunt and travel where they pleased. Both accounts led to bloodshed, if there was one thing he had learned it was that none of them were reasonable.

Well...that wouldn't be entirely true. West had encountered their healer before and the other guy that traveled with the gargoyle never attacked, but he didn't stop his packmate's intruding either. He wasn't sure what kind of leader they had, but he had to be pretty shitty or flat out cruel to allow the shit his people carried out. I would just avoid them, it's not worth the energy.