Bearclaw Valley Single file, like soldiers on a mission.

Who, he asked, and initially the pale ghost only chuckled at his insolence. She did not mind very much; she enjoyed when wolves asked questions. It was what made them mortal. The never ending search for everything and anything. To know everything, and then still feel like they knew nothing.

For some time she was silent as she rearranged the bird bones. She then looked up at him and said, Sithis. And then she continued to arrange. If he wanted, he could feel Sithis in his heart, anyway; he did not need her to tell about it. She added, And perhaps the bear. That was more Bear's thing, but it was undeniable that his spirit lingered in this place more than it had in her home forest of Blackfeather Woods.