Pocket Full of Posies

Lydia grinned, happy to discuss what little she knew. "Kesali is a pack over need the Weeping Woods. We are peaceful and believe in teamwork and trade. There's another pack just north of here but I don't know them very well. From what I've gleaned they're a rough and tumble sort that shouldn't be trifled with. The same can be said for the pack just east of here. Again I don't know much about them but their ruler seems a rather deranged sort. He showed up to a pack challenge covered in blood and guts. It was awful!" Bolla scrambled down from the tree, interested in taking part in the conversation.

"Oh, it was quite a show! Him and that Abraxas fellow and the piebald all going at each other like that. I should've started up a betting pool." Lydia eyed the lemur for a moment then shuddered. "Wonder what got him so bent out of shape about that stupid Shrine anyway. Anyone with a lick of sense knows it's a piece of human work. Anything human is best avoided if you ask me. A cursed place says I. You couldn't pay me to go near it."

Lydia nodded absently. She'd never been to the Shrine and so she had no feelings on it but knowing that there were two mad men fighting over it meant she intended to keep her distance. "Anyway, that's the reason it takes so long to travel. We have to take the long way to avoid our more violent neighbors but you're more than welcome to visit Kesali."

Bolla reached up and tugged at her fur. "Oi, look at the sun. We best get moving." Lydia nodded. "Sorry for such a swift departure. I've got a lot on my plate today. Have a good journey!"

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