Moor To See

Jynn didn't reply after that and Álarr didn't press. He could imagine that to such a free and wandering spirit that the idea of walls and fences bothered her. He had a pretty good idea of which pack dwelled here. He'd caught the scents of Valhalla but had never actually been to their home packlands before. The festival that Aurielle had held had been at the dancefloor farther north of where they were now. The shifted their course east and as they did it started to rain again. Álarr sighed. He did not appreciate getting soaked on this journey and he wasn't quite sure if he should be grateful that it was rain and not snow.

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