Broken Antler Fen i'll check in tomorrow if i don't wake up dead.

It didn't take him too much roaming around before he came across one of the wolves he sought. He tried to remain nonchalant about seeing her again, yet he couldn't stop the rapid wag of his tail and smile that suggested he might actually have missed his travelling companion. He turned to meet her, giving her a once over as the memory of Wraen's conversation with Fig and some Blackthorn sibling or other about how she'd been attacked. She seemed to be in decent shape, however she might've been before.

"Hey, you don't look that beat up," Penn greeted, "I thought you were supposed to be a cripple now. The rumor mill must've gotten it wrong."