Haunted Wood Be free my little pest

Whrist insantly regretted giving the packs actual location away, just sending her to the Tuktu Hinterlands would have been enough, the Saints would have found her as soon as she got any where near the Tuktu Hinterlands let alone where the pack actually resided.

Whrist eyed her opponent’s legs and lip then snorted “You are in no place to order me about,” she held her tongue forgoing the whelp comment she wanted to curse at the female with, but that would not endear her to actually go to the pack. “Think about it, you’d do well there, I don’t suppose you know of two wolves by the name of Renard or Praimfaya, I’m searching for them,” she doubted that this one would but at least she tried to full fill her mission. The black wraith stood backing away a few more feet and glanced toward the east preparing to leave once she had her answer,