Dora Brownlock and Joy Bloomer sit at a table with plates of food and glasses of wine.
"It's great to have you visiting," Joy says.
"Thanks I love to see my nieces and nephews," Dora says. "They are an active bunch aren't they."
"Sometimes it feels like i go months without sleep."
"That I can believe with all the activity in that house."
"At least my husband said he would watch them so we could have some girl time," Joy says.
"I really need to get out here to see all of you more often."
"What made you decide to drop in unexpected anyway?"
"There were some problems at home so I didn't really have any work to do," Dora says.
"Are your chickens sick?"
"No, most of them are dead."
"Oh my," Joy says "that's horrible. What happened?"
"A pack of wolves have decided to make their den just outside my farm. Stupid beasts ate most of my chickens and chased me away."
"Can't the bounders help you with them?"
"One of the tall folk joined the bounders and resscued the chickens that are still alive," Dora says. "The bigger problem is a lone wolf."
"Why is he more of a problem than the other wolves?"
"He's old and scarred, I think he used ot be the leader of the pack. Now he's just a really strong, fast and aggressive beast."
"Is that the one that chased you away from home?" Joy asks.
"Yes, that monster nearly killed me."
"Where were the bounders during all this?"
"They tried to help but the beast attacks them and then hides," Dora says. "Jolly has been looking into a way to draw it out."
"Will he be alright fighting the thing?"
"I'm hoping to send him some help when I get back. I should probably head back tomorrow."