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“Left?” Njord replied as a frown creased his cheek. Perhaps, Moonspear hadn’t been able to provide what Simbelmyne saught, after all. It meant the moon village was one wolf shorter, and that could mean more difficult times for the mountain pack during the short, dark days of winter.

The man hummed in thought as his tail swished from side to side. “Ah’m sorry tae hear that,” he quipped. “Ah’d hoped she would’ve woven intae Moonspear society. She would’ve been a good addition tae for tha pack,” he reflected.

“We’ve been havin’ trouble finding wolves tae join us, as well,” he admitted. “Few travelers cross tha Hinterlands.”