[Three days to Nocwich, so they have just one more night -- and not much to the last day. He will spend much of tomorrow hunting, he decides, and then sell whatever of the meat and hide that Claire doesn't want, if he is lucky enough to take down any game at all.]

No. It might be that it's a chase, the way they circle about each other. But the wolf is at the center of it all. Might be that's because a wolf made it -- but only the wolves would know.

[And that's about as far as his insight on this subject goes. He adds, a little regretful, after another long look at it,]

You should wrap it back up.

The time we have, it's already half gone. Things in Thorne.... [How to describe them? He had emerged from that undercroft into a new kingdom. It would be hard to call it better, but easier to say, in an instant, that it's better for him.]