Kildeer Rest pakstoka

veteran was very informative. excitably she listened,  glancing toward one flank or the other as her companion described the movements of the moonglow wolves. "i think we met one. two. there was a tall man with white fur and scars. and there was a big lady, also with lots of scars. my sister said it was nyra."
heda was chunnering. she scoffed at herself beneath her breath and looked apologetically toward veteran. "why don't i run at its left side, and you take the right?" she suggested with a wave of her tail. the girl glanced around for ground that would be flat, good for them, but not so good for their quarry. "it looks like the snow might be deeper over there," she added, motioning toward an area a good ways away. "we could run it that way?" she suggested, looking to veteran now for his own approval.